CHAPTER TWELVE
Author: Olazxs
last update2026-02-07 19:06:31

Robert was driving to the house of Roxanne. He wasn't in a rush. Let her wait. Let her wonder.

The Bugatti had his way turning as he drove through the Salem city. People stopped and stared. Some took pictures. One of the guys even attempted to pull him over.

Robert ignored them all. His mind was on Roxanne. What would he say? What did he want from her?

At nine-thirty he arrived before the house. The car of Roxanne was in the driveway. Sandra's too.

Great. The whole family.

Robert sat in the car
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    Robert took the remaining part of the day making preparations towards the board meeting. He looked at the financials of Zenco, read through old minutes, analyzed all the contracts and agreements.The more he read the more was his anger. Carlton was still worse than he thought. The losses that were incurred with the cryptocurrencies were only the tip of the iceberg. Everywhere there were bad investments. Shell companies. Offshore accounts. Left and right away Money goes.And the board had let it happennqq. They had looked the other cheek since Carlton was a family. They believed that they could cover it up.Well, not anymore.Robert made notes. Lots of notes. He would face them tomorrow with all that. Hold them accountable over their laxity.His phone buzzed. Loretta."Thank you for seeing me today. I understand that I do not deserve another opportunity, however, in case you want to, I would like to prove myself. No matter how long it takes."Robert stared at the message. He’d give her

  • CHAPTER THIRTEEN

    An hour later Robert was driving in no direction. He was racing his thoughts in a tornado.Did he still love Roxanne? Yes. Could he forgive her? Maybe. Should he? It was the question that afflicted him.His phone rang. Dave."Hey man, I just got to my bank. Writing out my resignation today.” Dave sounded excited."Good." Forcing a note of enthusiasm into his voice, Robert said."You okay? You sound off." Dave enquired, with anxious intonation.“Just came from Roxanne's place.” Robert admitted."How'd it go?" Dave asked."She apologized. Her mother too." Robert said."And?" Dave pressed.“And I do not think I believe them.” Robert said honestly. “I do not know whether they mean it or they are merely after my money.”Dave was quiet for a moment. "You want to grab lunch? Talk about it?""Yeah. That would be good." Robert said. "I need to clear my head."They had a meeting in a small diner in town. Nothing fancy. Just good food and privacy. The type of a place, in which nobody was concern

  • CHAPTER TWELVE

    Robert was driving to the house of Roxanne. He wasn't in a rush. Let her wait. Let her wonder.The Bugatti had his way turning as he drove through the Salem city. People stopped and stared. Some took pictures. One of the guys even attempted to pull him over.Robert ignored them all. His mind was on Roxanne. What would he say? What did he want from her?At nine-thirty he arrived before the house. The car of Roxanne was in the driveway. Sandra's too.Great. The whole family.Robert sat in the car and gathered himself. He could do this. His name is Robert Jackson who is the president of Zenco enterprise. Not the maid. Not the servant. Not anymore.He came out and walked up to the front door. Before he could knock it opened.Roxanne was standing there with open eyes. She looked at the Bugatti, then at the suit that Robert wore, and then returned to the car."Is that yours?" She requested, hardly straining her voice."Yes." Robert said simply.Roxanne moved aside, and allowed him to enter.

  • CHAPTER ELEVEN

    Robert woke at six AM sharp. He didn't need an alarm. It was more the function of anticipation than the clock.He got under the hot spray of the shower. Today was important. Now Loretta would see how it was to be the recipient side.He wore a charcoal suit, Italian shoes that were gleaming with a mirror finish. The mirror in which he saw his own image reflected was not like the pizza delivery boy two days ago.Robert checked his phone. No messages from Loretta. Good. That meant she was coming.He had breakfast brought up to his room. Eggs benedict, fresh orange juice, and coffee. His five years of leftover pizza made him value actual food.The eggs were perfect. Hollandaise sauce full and fat. Slowly Robert ate his meal, and did it to the last morsel. No rushing. No Sandra screaming at him to hurry up.At seven-thirty Robert took the Bugatti to Zenco. His engine was purring smoothly and powerfully. People stared as he passed. Some pointed. Others took pictures.He left his car in the

  • CHAPTER TEN

    Dave took two beers out of the fridge and his hands were shaking a little. He opened the caps and foams spurted out. "Man, you better start talking. Last night you had been delivering pizzas like a maid. Today you are driving a three million dollar car?Robert received the beer, and unscrewed what was left of the cap. “Do you recall those oil fields that I invested five years ago? The ones everyone laughed at?"“The ones that had you kicked out of your family? Yeah, I remember. You lost everything." Dave was seated opposite him on an incompatible chair."They're producing now. Big time. Barrels a million a day. I have more value than I can afford in practice three lives. More than I had ever dreamed of money.”Dave gave a whistle, a long drawn-out whistle. "Holy shit. So you're actually rich? Like, really, truly rich?""Beyond rich. Today, I have become the president of Zenco enterprise. Went out and signed the papers this morning.”Dave choked on his beer. Coughed. Sputtered. Beer dr

  • CHAPTER NINE

    The mouth of Loretta opened and closed. She gazed at Robert as though it was the first time she saw him. Her arrogant face trembled."I... that was just jokes. We were all having fun. You know how reunions are." It was less confident now, and lost in her voice."Fun?" Robert replied. “You think it is fun to humiliate a person? Interesting definition."The receptionist was standing by and looking over the conversation with a wide open mouth in the guise of typing on her computer. She was not literally pressing any keys with her fingers.Loretta touched him, her nails manicured to impeccable perfection bringing an arm of Robert into contact with her. Well, I apologize, you know, I didn't mean to come out mean. I didn't mean anything by it. It was just banter."Robert jerked away his arm. "You meant every word. Every. Single. Word.""Come on, don't be so sensitive. It was just a reunion. People joke around. We were drinking. You know how it is."Robert leaned over, and spoke in an ugly

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