Chapter4
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"I'm in, deal" Maxwell smiled.
"Deal" Warren and Cypress chorused and clinked their cups on his own.
They drank at once, but Cypress finished hers first. She made to pour another cup, but Warren held her back.
"That'll be the tenth cup, it won't be nice if you get drunk tonight again" he said.
"Get your hands off" she smirked, and he slowly let go of the bottle.
She drank it all at once, and by the time she dropped the bottle, her face was already so red.
She smiled, and Maxwell faced Warren.
"Have you eaten?" he asked.
"No, I think I'm gonna faint tonight," Warren replied.
The slamming of Cypress's palms on the table made them look up as she stood.
"Let's go home!" She shouted drunkenly.
Maxwell quickly held her before she'd fall.
He was able to guide her out of the bar, and Warren locked the door before joining them, holding her from the other side.
"Let's get her to the car" Maxwell said, and he nodded, but before they could move, Cypress snapped out of their grip, leaving their eyes wide as she squatted in front of them.
She looked up slowly, and their eyes widened even more as she asked the expected question.
"Do you know Usain Bolt?"
"Cypress, no don't!" Maxwell replied fast.
"Please... I've not eaten" Warren muttered, but it wasn't even working as Cypress stood and took off like a flash, running down the street drunkenly.
"Cypress!!!!" They screamed, running after her immediately.
Running is her drunk language, and anytime it happens, they suffer the pains of chasing her all night.
"Cypress, wait!"
"Cypress!!"
She wouldn't stop. She kept going through corners, alleys, crossing roads and jumping.
"Cypress!!" Warren held his waist as he ran.
"What the hell is she? A monkey? Cypress!!!" Maxwell screamed, crossing another road to go after her.
Luckily, he was able to grab her, and they went down together. She smiled sillily immediately.
"I love you brother!" She pecked his forehead, and he gritted his teeth, breathing heavily.
"I'm not sure you're my blood sister" he muttered as she slept off on the ground.
•••
DON WILLIAMS'S MANSION
Two guards in black opened the door for him, and he stepped in to meet his only daughter (Beverly) on her knees in the middle of the living room.
She's with three of his men who captured her. She ran away from home three days ago with a man.
"D..a..aad" she stuttered fearfully, shifting on her knees as he settled on the couch in front of her.
"So...you ran away with your so-called boyfriend despite my warnings that I don't like him" he laughed, and she began rubbing her palms together fast.
"Dad I was childish, I swear I didn't know what I was doing! Please forgive me and I promise never to see him again! I'll stay away from...
"The guy?" He interrupted her, facing his men.
"We buried him alive like you ordered" they replied, and her eyes widened.
"No!!! No it's not true right? You didn't kill him! Dad please! Dad! Dad, I promise to listen to you from now on!!! Please save him!!! Dad!!!" Beverly cried out, holding his legs.
"Your stubbornness could implicate me one day, and that's why you have to be disciplined too" Williams smiled, stroking her hair.
"D...a..d..
"Lock her up in the cell for three days, no food or water" he ordered, and her eyes widened as she was grabbed by two men.
"Dad please!! Dad!! Dad, forgive me!!! Dad!!! Dadddddd!!!!!"
Williams never batted a lid till she was gone completely.
The textile business is just to cover up for his real business underneath... he's a dangerous drug dealer.
Another man came in with an envelope which he handed to him.
He took it and brought out the content. Jemima's pictures.
He distributed them to all his men.
"She crossed her limits at the party, i want her" he muttered.
•••
NEXT MORNING~ SKYLINE HOLDINGS
Maxwell came down from a taxi and inhaled, staring at the skyscraper for a while before adjusting his suit.
He stepped in, and the female staff lost concentration immediately.
What the f**k! Who's he?
The charming aura!
Oh my gawd he's handsome!
Dream man!
His face! Damn!
He was focused on just the elevator till he got there and entered.
Thanks to the pass that was sent to him yesterday, he was able to ride to the right floor, and when he stepped in again, it was a total distraction for the females who began drooling on his face again.
"How may I help you?" A male staff member asked.
"I'm here for the...
"Interview? Oh you're welcome"
•••
JEMIMA'S OFFICE
"You'll be attending a presentation by 12, and by 1, you'll be having lunch with Miss Sloane. You'll be attending another presentation by 2:30, and by 4, you have to meet with the contractors. By 5...
"And why the f**k is my schedule so tight today?" Jemima cut Lina off with a scowl.
"You have to do it all ma'am, else it'll be worse tomorrow. I can knock out lunch with Miss Sloane though" Lina smiled.
"Sloane is my best and only friend, you don't expect me to cancel it when we haven't met at all this week" Jemima replied.
"That leaves you with no choice but to do it all," Lina replied again.
"And what's that redness on your cheek?" Jemima asked.
"Oh! I hit my face on the wall last night" Lina lied.
"Whatever, when is the interview?" Jemima asked, and a staff member knocked before coming in.
"Miss Lina, the three candidates are here" he announced and left.
"I'll send in the one I pick in ten minutes" Lina bowed and left too.
Jemima opened her laptop, and she saw Francesca's face as her wallpaper.
"She messed with my laptop again? How come she's so good at making me hate her more? How did she even know my password?" She muttered, changing it to the picture of a tulip flower...her favorite.
She began working on the system, sorting out things till the door opened after eleven minutes.
"Took her long enough" she muttered, looking up as Maxwell came in. Her eyes widened immediately, and she stood skeptically from her swivel chair.
"What the f**k! Potatoes?" She gasped shockingly.
"Goodmorning, Pad" he smiled.
"What!"
"I got chosen as your manager, what should I do first?" He asked, and she walked out of her desk.
"Lina!!!" She screamed. Lina rushed in.
"How dare you send him in! Who allowed him into this place after what he did last night! He destroyed a car and indirectly told me I needed a brain!" She shouted.
"I'm so sorry ma'am, but he's just too brilliant to ignore, the other two are dullards compared to him, and considering the reputation of this company, I chose him, his CV is so attractive" Lina replied.
"Oh f**k! ...oh..oh...
Jemima began walking around like a mad person, but she suddenly stopped, and a smirk appeared on her lips as she faced Maxwell who was still standing.
"Give him a debit card" she told Lina, and Lina did.
"Get me a cup of coffee" she ordered.
Maxwell smirked. "What!"
"Or...the cops will have to escort you out of here" Jemima smirked back.
He made to throw the card at her face, but when he remembered the bet with Cypress and Warren...
"Yes...boss" he smiled and left the office.
Lina followed him, and Jemima sat, thinking of various ways to make him regret what he did last night.
There are a whole lot of ideas, and that made her smile.
She returned to her laptop, and three minutes later, Maxwell came in with the cup of coffee.
He walked to her desk, but she never looked up from her system or bothered to take it from him.
"Where should I place it?" He asked, and she finally looked up with a deadly glare.
"A
re you dumb? Why don't you place it on my head?" She said sarcastically, and without waiting anymore, Maxwell took a step closer to her...
He placed the cup of coffee on the middle of her head!!!
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