FATED MATE

CHAPTER FOUR-FAMILY

Aman stood defiant, looking down at the two men before him. He was furious, angered at their sissy acts. How could he send them on some assignment and they kept on giving flimsy excuses about losing the famous billionaire? The other time, only two men had returned from the assignment giving silly stories about a wolf attacking them.

Idrk, his assistant, stood beside him in dark eyeglasses and black shirt-on trousers. He was so full-haired that he even had to tie his hair into a ponytail.

"Can you believe these fools!" Aman screamed into the air. "All of you are useless! Of what use are you to me if you can't complete a simple task?"

Aman was short, slightly fat with a heavy fat stomach. He kept a mustache with a bald head. His father, who was once alive, was different from him.

"Why do you chicken out on me? Why!" He took Idrk's shotgun and aimed it at one of the men.

"Boss, please. Don't kill us. We will do it right." One of the men fell flat on his face while the other slightly knelt on the floor.

"And you!" Aman shifted the gun to the other.

"We will make amends, sir," he said calmly.

"How do you plan to make amends? With such a calm tone? I don't need you." He fired a shot.

The first man screamed in shock, still begging for his life. "Sir, I w...ill do anything! Please, don't kill me, I have a wife and thre...three ch.. children at home." He begged.

"And you can't perform just a simple task? Follow this man to wherever he is going and waylay him. Don't ever let him get to wherever he is going. Simple as that."

Idrk stepped closer with a ringing iPhone. "You have a call, boss," Idrk said.

"And who's that? Can't you see I'm at work?" Aman shot Idrk a dirty look.

"It's your daughter, sir," Idrk said respectfully.

"Sophie?" Aman asked, bewildered. He took the phone and cleared his throat as he picked up the call.

"Sophie," he called.

"Dad, I can't find my shoes!" She shrieked at the other end.

Aman moved the phone an inch away from his ear, mumbling a silent curse as he briefly shut his eyes. "Where did you place your shoes, Sophie? Why would you call me for your shoes?"

"Dad, I simply don't remember. We went to your friend's dinner party last night. I got slightly drunk, I... I think I came home with it." She explained.

"You think?" Aman quailed.

"I simply can't find it anywhere and I'm exhausted!"

"Look for it, it's around you somewhere." He told her.

"Send Idrk to come look for it for me." She begged.

"You can't be serious." He scoffed, turning to look at Idrk.

"Then, I have to buy another shoe." She said.

"Another shoe!" His eyes bulged. "You keep wasting money like it's water. Don't you have something better to do than just partying?" He questioned.

"Dad, I'm your baby girl. I need the lavish. You will make a lot of money." She assured him.

"I will have to cease your credit cards if you keep on doing this," he warned.

"No Dad, you can't do this to me." She begged.

"Then, do what is right." He told her and then cut the call.

Then, to Idrk, he said, "Once she calls again, ignore it. We have important matters at hand."

Idrk nodded. Just at that point, Sophie's call was coming through. Aman rolled his eyes and pushed past the man who had his face on the ground.

"What do we do with him?" Idrk asked about the other man on the ground.

Aman stopped to look at him. "Leave him be." He said.

Jeremy stepped out of the Porsche, turned around, and opened the side door for Jackson. He wore round eyeglasses, had short black hair, and was almost as tall as Jackson.

Jackson came out clad in a new Armani suit. His shoes, Calvin Klein. His hair had been trimmed by his hairstylist. He was stunning. He shot Jeremy a quick smile. Jeremy shut the door behind him and followed him by his side.

"Where did you go for the weekend, Jeremy?" Jackson asked as he walked on, waving to the few employees who bowed slightly to greet him.

"My younger sister needed me around for another get-together. She played a prank on me 'cause she knew I'd rather stay at work than go home."

Jackson roughened his hair, grabbing his arm close. "You should be grateful that no one scolded you. Your parents are sweet, unlike my mother."

Jeremy laughed at that. "Yes, they truly are. Yet I still feel sorry for leaving you. I saw the news about the penguin bar on the TV."

"Don't be. Family is important. I'm quite glad that you've excelled in your driving skills. Look at how well you outsmarted those men that were following us earlier on."

Jeremy laughed at that as they walked on.

"What's my first list on my schedule?" Jackson became suddenly serious, buttoning up the rest of his suit.

Jeremy looked down at the booklet in his hand. "An interview will be taking place for the selection of a secretary in about 50 seconds."

"An interview for a secretary?"

"Yes," Jeremy answered.

"No one ever mentioned that to me."

"I'd mentioned it before I left for home."

"Really? I don't see the need for a secretary when I have you." Jackson shot a grin at Jeremy.

"Who are the ones selecting the secretary?" Jackson asked.

"Some heads of departments and directors," Jeremy replied.

"I don't see the need to attend. When is the shareholders meeting taking place?"

"Ten minutes after the interview."

"Alright."

They walked on until Jackson's stomach growled. He was quite famished. He couldn't even prepare himself some food before he left for work. He would have loved the idea of a maid. At least that would save him literally.

He stopped himself in front of the interview room and pushed the door open. He was curious to know what was going on. A young lady sat in front of four judges. She had styled her hair in curls but she did look slightly familiar.

Jackson waved at the panel of judges to continue with what they were doing while he studied the lady. She was quite eloquent, that he noticed. He pouted his lips, trying to place where he saw her.

After much thinking that his head hurt, he turned around. The panel could do well without him, he told himself.

"I used to work at Penguin Bar." Jackson heard her say to a question that was asked of her.

He swirled round at once to catch her face. Yes! He remembered now.