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CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
“Who's there?” the first man barked again. His voice echoed through the silent hallway. Abel Scott pushed the mop aside and slipped into a nearby supply closet gently shutting the door. He held his breath but the scent of bleach and damp rag filled his lungs. Through the narrow slit in the door he saw the shadows of the men searching for any sign of an intruder“Did you hear that?” the man with the Vandel insignia barked, his shoe scraping the marble floor. “There is someone else here.”“It is probably the janitor.” The second man said, his voice dripping with irritation. “Let's check the other office and get out of here. Lord Ammon Vandel is waiting for our report on the grave.”One of the men stopped in front of the supply closet. Abel Scott’s breath caught. His heartbeat thundering in his ears. After trudging through many office doors in the hallway, the men retreated. “What a sheer waste of time.” one of the men muttered as they walked into the elevator. “My God!” Abel Scott
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Abel Scott, now in a blue janitor uniform. The wheels of the mop bucket squealed as he pushed it down the hallway.“Look, it's the new janitor,” a brunette with the name tag Francisca said.Her red lipstick stood out against her pale skin. She had the aura of a person who looked down on low status workers due to her stalled career.“What is your name again?” she asked, loud enough to get everyone's attention. “Abel, right?” Another woman asked, she stood beside Francisca at the water cooler with her name tag reading Amelia. She had a clipboard under her arm. “Did they hire you to clean up your mess after that horrendous interview?” Francisca asked. “I am just doing my job. Ma” Abel Scott kept his eyes on the floor, slightly gripping the mop handle.“Ma?” Francisca scoffed, nudging Amelia. “He is too polite for a floor scrubber.” she laughed. “Tell me, Abel, do you ever dream of becoming something more than this,” she asked.“Dream? Why bother dreaming?” Amelia chimed in, her voice
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
The heavy oak door of the nondescript cafe pushed open, faintly jingling the bell above. The scent of roasted coffee beans filled the air, mingling with the damp air of the morning rain.“You are late Mr Jackson,” Abel Scott said, his voice low but firm, sipping the steaming hot cup of espresso before him. “I trust you have read the paper?” Mr Jackson muttered, sliding into the seat opposite him, his grey suit immaculate, he adjusted his cufflinks.Abel's eyes flickered to the folded paper from the cemetery lying tightly on cafe table.He picked it up, unfolding it with deliberate care. His fingers slightly shaking as he smoothened the paper. He slid the paper to Mr Jackson.“Look!” Abel said pointing at a picture of a coin.“This looks like a map.” Mr Jackson said, carefully studying the paper. “Read what it say below the coin.” Abel Scott requested.“The coin is the key to the Scott family gold reserves. It lies where their heart rests.” Mr Jackson said, reading the scrawled word
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Abel Scott adjusted his tie, the same tie Sarah had knotted for him. He stepped into the Vibe Corporation lobby clasping his fresh resume tightly.The receptionist's eyes were fixated on her screen, her finger clacking against the keyboard. Abel Scott cleared his throat in an attempt to register his presence. “Abel Scott, I'm here for the janitorial assistant interview,” his voice was soft and low.She looked up, her expression flat as the marble floor. “You again?” she muttered, flipping through a stack of paper.“Fill this paper and wait in that room,” she said, sliding across a form and pointing at the room on the other side of the hall. Abel Scott sat, his pen inscribing words against the paper. His phone buzzed. It was a text from Mr Jackson Alfred. “The acquisition of ABC corporation has been finalized, Vibe corporations and westbridge distributions are now under your control, Lord Abel Scott. Do you have any instructions?” Abel replied quickly. “Ensure I get the janitor jo
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
A black sedan rolled up in front of the apartment with two vehicles trailing it.“Good morning Abel” Sarah said, placing her lips on his cheeks.”Good morning mum, Good morning da,” she said, moving quickly to the door. A calm demeanor envelops her like armour. The driver stepped out of the sedan quickly. “Good morning, Madam Sarah.” He said, bowing slightly. She smiled faintly at the bodyguards and staff, masking the commotion inside her head.“Good morning, everyone,” Sarah said, slipping into the back seat. As the car sped past the high-rise buildings of the city to Ashton hills, she stared out the window, squeezing her phone. “I did not just see him, I humiliated him. You should see the shock on his face.” Lisa's words scraped through her mind, causing her to bite her lips. She turned her gaze from the window to the road in front of her. “Divorce him!!” Elena's voice rang through her head. “You are going forward, don't let this deadweight you call husband drag you down wi
CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
Sarah glanced at the phone, her stomach tightened. She hesitated then swiped the phone to answer. “Hello?” Lisa's voice bellowed from the speakers.Sarah put the speaker so she and Abel Scott could hear everything. “Hello,” Sarah responded.A mocking laughter echoed through the speakers. “Well, cousin, I had the most interesting day. Guess who I saw at the interview panel today?” “You saw Abel.” Sarah's throat went dry. Lisa Lawrence scoffed a little harder. “No, I did not just see him, I humiliated him.” she laughed again. “You should have seen the shock on his face when he saw me. He froze like a deer caught in the headlights.” She added.“When I reminded everyone of the loser he is, he practically sank in his seat. Men!, his facial expressions were priceless” Lisa said, giggling really hard. “Lisa why would you do that, have you not caused enough trouble already?” Sarah said, her lips pressed together to stop her voice from shaking. Lisa laughed, “trouble?” she laughed again,
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