President Denver's Twisted Romance

The Mystery

NICHOLAS DENVER

Is she lying to me? All the houses on this estate belong to me, so how come I am not aware of any installment plan while renting a house here?

‘’Marcus, call the project developer for this estate and ask him if there are any plans to pay for rent by installment.’’

As soon as my new secretary, Ms. Hope, stepped out of the car, I immediately ordered my assistant to investigate what she said.

If what she said is true, then heads will roll because that is a totally different business from what I asked the project developer to do.

I would usually allow Marcus to carry out such an assignment privately, but I couldn’t wait to hear the truth, so I asked him to make the call immediately.

‘’Boss, it’s too late. It’s almost 10PM.’’ Marcus replies.

‘’I know. Make the call.’’

I know I am being disrespectful to the project developer who is an older man than I am, but once in a while, I get to wield my power as the head of the Denver family, right?

Marcus nods and makes the call.

‘’Put it on the car speaker,’’ I instruct Marcus, and he does as I say without questioning.

The entire time, we were still in front of Ms. Hope’s house.

I can’t even remember her first name. All I can remember is that 'Hope' surname. It struck a chord in me, and even though Ms. Hope said that she didn’t belong to the Hope family. I was still not convinced.

‘’Of course not. How can I go against the boss’ order? Have I no fear? All the houses occupied on that estate have been paid for in full.’’

I heard the project developer reveal the truth loud and clear.

So, she was lying. Why? What was the need?

If she didn’t steal the money to afford one of my apartments, why did she have to lie about how she paid for it?

Besides, that birthmark on her shoulder is driving me crazy. I swear, she is the lady from that night.

There is the utmost silence in the car as the truth is revealed.

Marcus hangs up the phone and I can tell just how nervous he is. He doesn’t say anything, instead he waits for me to tell him what to do.

I swear, I feel like stepping down and banging on the door of Ms. Hope's house, but I hold my nerves back.

I stare at her house for seconds before I tell Marcus to drive us out of there before I lose my mind.

So, my secretary had the audacity to lie to me. Alright.

Maybe I have been too nice to her. That is why she thought it was best to tell lies to her boss on the first day.

She will see the other side of me at work tomorrow.

I am very angry.

ELIZEI

What’s going on?

Firstly, the call I received was strange.

A male voice told me to prepare to lose my job at the Denver group as fast as I had gotten it.

Okay?

I was just about to ask who it was, when the phone call disconnected suddenly.

Haha! What just happened? And how did the person know that I had just gotten a job at the Denver group?

I was struggling to make sense of the event when I turned around to see that President Denver’s car was still at the spot where he dropped me off, and the man was staring in my direction.

I quickly turned back around and entered my apartment as I wondered what he was still doing there.

The mysterious call from minutes ago quickly left my mind because I was stunned to see that my boss was still lurking in my neighborhood.

Why?

I pretend to have entered the house, but I hide in a corner and peep through the window, looking at the luxury car still standing audaciously outside.

Did I forget something in the car? I don’t think so.

Honestly, the car was there for well over five minutes, and before it slowly started to glide away.

I’m just there staring and wondering what is going on, and the mysterious call I received flashes back into my mind again as I try to make sense of it all.

At the same time, my baby kicks into my stomach, reminding me that he or she is there as well as all the latest mysteries going on in my life.

I smile and rub my belly. I can’t wait to have this baby, honestly. Someone to look forward to at the close of work, someone to keep me company and have my back just the way my parents did.

I sigh and start to feel downcast at the thought of my parents.

The Hope family used to be the envy of others because of how successful and happy we were.

That must have been why they envied us and killed my parents. I can’t hold back the tears that start to trickle down my eyes, and I am lost in sorrow until I am called back to reality by yet another kick from my baby.

It is going to be a long night because I have to prepare for work tomorrow.

From the look of things, President Denver has a lot on his plate, and I have to stand up and be equal to the task if I want to keep the impatient President kind and happy with me.

I mean, he would not have offered me his food if I was not working properly, right?

Besides, I am just glad to have gotten a job. Now I am sure that there would be no going back to Uncle Lazarus and Aunt Cecil.

I have my own life now, away from the humiliation that I faced after that strange incident happened to me.

Some things indeed can never be explained, and to be honest, I don’t think I need an explanation for that incident.

I just want to forget about it and move on with my new life with my baby.