billionaire's dilemma

" Amelia?" " yes Benny, what sup " Amelia answered "the boss call for your attention, and as I can see how the Boss is, you better run to her office before is to late" benny said haughty ' let's see how you solve these, a young aspirant dare to compete with me. Hmph!!' immediately Amelia heard her, she couldn't wait to get to the boss office not noticing the haughtiness in her words, on her way she bumped into a man "Am... am.. sorry" she apologize and continue running, leaving the man who was on the floor speechless " knock... knock" not receiving a reply, Amelia who was soaked in sweat, peek through the door, she saw her fuming boss who looks just like a tigress walking up and down. cough cough " ermm.. ma'am can I come in" seeing who was it, her anger increases " Amelia get your ass over here" the boss said angrily Amelia came in timidly and hurry to hide in a corner. the boss twitch and said calming " what are you afraid of dear, come over here I have something for you" Amelia has only one thought 'only a fool who come closer to you ' seeing her not coming over she became more angry to the extent her brain muscle are bulging. she vented her on the other things in the office. she couldn't contain her anger any longer so she shouted angrily spatting some spit on Amelia " you useless thing!! where is my painting? what is these you got me? I spent almost 500 pounds just to get these fake painting? what will I tell Mr Howard? " she said bombarding Amelia with questions Amelia dare not to wipe her face, spreading her hands she said innocently " ma'am how would I know it was a fake painting? immediately I saw it I could tell it was an original painting, who would have thought it was fake, and ma'am can't you see it looks life like " her expression couldn't be described as angry again because she like someone who just ate a pile of sh*t, a cup of tea at Amelia and cursed " you useless thing, you dare say that, how shameless. original your head." " sob... sob... sob.. what have I done to get someone like you, my life has no meaning again. sob... sob.." the boss wailed bitterly. Amelia thought 'have I said something wrong, why did she have to wail like a baby' ' how can it be original since it was drawn by me' thinking back to how the painting turn how to be fake, she felt guilty. had it been her sister didn't called her that her parents encounter an accident, she wouldn't have spent the money, she would have gotten the real painting. ' sigh... anyway no matter what there is no difference between the original and the fake, how did she even noticed?' ........... ' whoa what happens to be a neat freak? how come your clothes is stain?' a middle age man Walked up to James and said. seeing the man, James Ignore him, knowing he was a trouble maker. But seeing how the man kept obstructing him, he has no choice than to speak out. " Mr Nate, as far as I know we are not that close for you to be asking about my wellbeing, I really appreciate your kindness, so if you may excuse me" James said and use the opportunity of the man daze to escape the trouble maker. coming back to his sense he discovered that James has escape from his site, he was furious and murmur angrily " Hmph!! I don't believe you can escape from me, let's wait and see" said Mr Nate getting home he went for shower then tidy himself and went to his drawing room, as he was painting he Lost focus and drew Amelia, coming back to his sense he frown seeing the painting he drew, changing to another painting he still drew Amelia, he continue till evening seeing that he couldn't focus, in a fit off anger he wanted to burn the painting but later decided not to. to calm himself he decided to take a stroll down the street. on the road different people selling things and some street painter, painting people. on his way he saw a painting which is very eye catching, moving closer to the painting he studied it well and was quite shock to see it was original. he called out the house keeper and an old woman came out " ma how much is these piece of painting" he asked " 20 pounds, nothing less than that" the woman said. seeing the daze man the woman thought the money was too high and decided to reduce the amount, so she said. " I can see you like these painting, just pay me 15 pounds I can't reduce it more than that" knowing the woman has misunderstood him for being poor, he said " no ma I was not thinking about the price, take these ma" he handed a bundle of notes to the woman. the woman was shocked, these was the first time she saw these amounts of money, she reacted with her instinct and wanted to return the money," no no no, the painting is 15 pounds " she refused to take the money and thought' are you kidding me, who on art we dash someone money without an unknown reason, maybe he has committed a crime and wanted to push the blame on me' James passuaded the woman but seeing the woman adamant in returning the money he could only say " ok ma since you don't need the money, I need to buy an information from you, use that as a deposit and whenever I come back I will pay up the remaining balance" " what type of information will warrant these amounts of money " the woman could only keep the money " can you please tell me who drew these painting or who you got these painting from?" he asked As James awaited the woman's response, his mind raced with questions about the mysterious painting he had stumbled upon. He couldn't shake off the feeling of familiarity it held, like a puzzle piece waiting to be placed. With each passing moment, his anticipation grew.