Love In Full Bloom

Chapter Seven

MIGUEL'S POV

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"Is anything the problem?" I asked him as soon as I picked up the call.

"Yeah, boss, I've been waiting for you to email me the documents for the supply agreement with Lenovo. They've been giving me a headache," he said in a tired voice that sounded like he'd been making a lot of calls.

"Sorry, Andy, it really slipped my mind. I'll send it to you in about 5 minutes, since I need to review it again. Just stall them for a bit," I told him apologetically, knowing I'd been a bit overwhelmed lately.

"Okay, boss. They also want to meet up with you tomorrow to finalize the deal," he informed.

"Okay, let them know I'll be waiting for them anytime tomorrow."I told him, since there won't be any lectures tomorrow and will be at work all day.

"Okay, boss." With that, I ended the call. Dealing with them can be challenging sometimes.

I went to my study room, located just a door away from my bedroom. I'd been wanting to get a supply agreement with this manufacturing company for a month now, and now they're putting pressure on me.

I finalized everything and emailed it to my assistant to send to them. I got some work done later and made it to bed around 9:30.

As I lay in bed, scrolling through my phone to review today's sales list, I felt a sense of satisfaction.

My employees have been doing well with their advertising, and business has been going well lately.

Today's sales total has reached $500 million.

Building this company has drained my resources, as I didn't want any help from my family. I wanted to prove that I could do it on my own, so I wouldn't appear to be relying on their wealth.

Just then, a message from my w******p school group caught my attention.

I almost forgot that we had a group assignment in our Research Methodology course. The course rep was informing us that group sharing would be tomorrow, so we should all be active online to connect with our group members.

My thoughts drifted back to Mariam, my colleague. She's an interesting person, and I've been paying attention to her lately, even though she doesn't seem to notice me. I'm not even sure she knows my name.

She seems indifferent, showing little interest in others, except when it comes to her friend Seyram. She always draws attention with her loud, high-pitched laughter and animated conversations, and then looks embarrassed by the attention.

I hope we're paired in the same group so I can talk to her and maybe even get her contact.

It took me almost a month to convince my parents to let me attend Accra Technical University (ATU).

They thought it was too local and offered to send me to a private university with private tutors if I really wanted a business degree.

They wanted me to avoid mixing with 'common' people. My parents can be really overwhelming sometimes.

I've attended excellent international private schools my whole life, and I just wanted to experience normal life for a change.

It wasn't easy to get them to agree to let me attend a public university for four years and that one too in Ghana.

I remember my dad, making me promise to let him know if the lecturers were subpar, and he'd report them to the president.

That had me responded, 'Haven't you attended a public school before or lived a normal life?'

He replied, 'That's why I want better for you; I worked hard for this, and I want you to appreciate my efforts.'

His response made me regret questioning him, since I didn't want to stir up painful memories.

I agreed to keep him fully informed about my school life.

During my first year, I earned A+ grades in all my courses, and my dad became okay with letting me continue at the school.

Now I'm in my second year. With that thought still in mind, I drifted off to sleep without setting a particular alarm time, hoping tomorrow would be a less stressful day.