His Serendipitous Solace

“ Sir, the sales are hitting rock bottom!” A blonde-haired young-looking guy informed with a worried wrinkle on his forehead, to his Boss who was sitting down in his Chair calmly listening to what his employee had to say. “What exactly happened?” He asked as if it was no big deal. “Rumors are spreading that our products were plagiarized and fake, as if that wasn’t enough, there seemed to be evidence against us.” The Guy rushed, panicking. The Boss gritted his teeth, he knew exactly who could do this to him. “Get the car ready right now!” He yelled, clearly angry. The blonde-haired guy bowed his head and left the office. “Ryan!” A Brown-haired Lady Half yelled while running after Ryan in the empty hallway of the company in an urgent tone. “Ryan!” She called again as he didn’t seem to hear her. He turned around with a frown on his face but his face lightened up when he saw that it’s Lucille. “Lucille, the situation is bad.” Ryan said with a worried look on his face, “Yeah, exactly why I was looking for you. Know where Dad is?” She asked, and he nodded. “He asked me to get a car ready in a few minutes, it seemed important.” He replied. “Do you know where?” “No, didn’t tell.” He answered and Lucille sighed deeply. “Are you okay?” Ryan asked, with a worried look on his face. He looked into her eyes and she almost choked on her own saliva. “Y-yeah of course, see you later.” Lucille brought out her phone and called her Father but he wasn’t picking up the call, the company was in chaos and everyone was busy answering phone calls from the media demanding answers from them. “No sir, it’s not true!” “We’re sorry but the information is not true.” “No, we definitely can’t,” “Hello hello?” Lucille sighed, not knowing what to do without her dad here. She called him once again but he wasn’t picking it up. ~~~~ “What’d you do that for? I thought we agreed on it together! No hard feelings!” A man in his middle age slightly yelled, his emotions betraying him. “Ohh Robinson, you act like you still don’t know me after all these years together.” Another slightly aged man with Blonde hair shook his head, with a cigarette between his pale lips. “Walter, you know this company is everything to me. The deal is really only beneficial to you and would affect my company a great deal,” Robinson spoke softly, taking everything in him not to punch this cocky mf. “Don’t you know me? I’ll make sure your company is safe as long as you do what I ask of you.” Walter puffed the last smoke and released it into the air, he threw the cigarette Into a flowerpot near his desk chair and took a kettle of water to pour into it. Robinson sat down exhaustedly, he knew Walter was aiming at the impossible. “If you’re trying to ask for Lucille, I’m sure you already know the answer to that.” He calmly said, leaving no room for arguments. Walter laughed wickedly, “ Wow, what a responsible father!” He praised in a sarcastic tone that seemed to tick off Robinson. “Since you’re smart enough to know what I want, figure it out yourself. Your daughter or this company? How interesting.” Walter said before laughing again in that villain tone. “Dad!” Lucille shouted his name, quickly helping her dad come into the house. She dropped him on the long couch in the living room in the house, where one could hear the background noise of the Plasma Tv. “Oh my!” A Brunette middle aged woman plunged the few stairs that lead to the living room to check on her husband. Lucille was unknotting her father’s tie, but the brunette haired woman slightly pushed Lucille to the side to unknot the tie. Lucille noticed this but didn’t say anything but just stood there scratching her neck awkwardly. “I’m tired of this man! He is always drinking every time something happens! ” She complained while dragging him away. “Things aren’t going too we-“ “I saw the news,” Stacy cuts in with a smile on her face. “If you get hungry, make food for yourself. ” She added before going to their room with her father’s chin on her shoulder. “Yes, good night.” Lucille wished but didn’t get a reply. Lucille was about to go to her room upstairs, but a ding sound stopped her. She realized her dad’s phone was left behind. She was about to take it to her dad’s room when she saw a message; “ Your daughter or your company? Still having a hard time choosing?” With a laughing emoji next to it. Lucille’s eyes went wide, at what she saw. Was someone trying to blackmail her dad? Was that why her dad drank himself into stupor today? She left the phone there and left for her room. ~~~ “You called for me sir,” a dark haired young guy with eyes as deep as the night ocean said with a deadpan look on his face. He is standing with his head slightly bowed in front of an Older man. “Of course, my dear son. I’m so happy you finally got crowned as the Lord. You’ll make me proud won’t you?” “I won’t disappoint you,” The handsome young guy replied, earning an arched brow from his father. “Sir,” he added. “I tell you every day, as long as you are still my son and Spend my money. Always put ‘sir’ at the end of every sentence when you speak to me.” He stressed on the sir, stood up, and gave him a kick in the bottom tummy, but he didn’t react and instead gritted his teeth. “Answer me!” “Yes sir!” He breathed out barely making my emotions show on his face. “You’re going to Orlando tomorrow, and take the company from that i***t of a man. He’s been acting like he’s the boss for too long. Time to make things interesting now, don’t you think so?” He laughed. ~~~~ “Dad, I’ll marry him. Mr. Walter’s son right? I’ll do it.” Lucille said, making her dad frown. “No, you’re not and that's final.” He said firmly. “But, Dad, what about your company? I can't give that up, come on Dad!” She pulled him by his arm, giving him her puppy eyes. “You’re more important and you are going to regret this,” “Dad, I promise I won't.” Lucille said, insisting because she had an alternative. Mr. Robinson stares at Lucille with so much worry in his eyes, he knew he couldn't do anything to stop her since it's what she wants. “Hmm, do you know the guy?” His eyes widened, “Perhaps, you like him!?” he exclaimed slightly, making Lucille roll her eyes backward. “LOL, Dad, I do not.” |~~~ “Wake up! Lucille! It's past 12 already,” Stacy’s voice rang into the room. Lucille, with her slightly closed eyes, yawned before going back to sleep. “LUCILLE!!!!” The whole Mansion trembled at Stacy's loud yell. “Was that an earthquake?” Lucille mumbled, with drool all over her cheek and hair rough like a bird’s nest. She sat upright, as she scratched the back of her neck, and stared into nothing for more than what seemed like 15 minutes. She got off bed and off she went to wash up. “Oh my,” Mr. Robinson trolled into the dining room, yawning. “Oh my, I'm stuck with this Cat of a man who sleeps almost half the day.” Stacy shook her head, making Lucille smile at her father. “I mean, it's the weekend, gotta make good use of it. Especially after dealing with a big problem.” He sat down in his purple pajamas at the center of the dining sets. “Good morning!” Lucille greeted excitedly. “Morning sunshine,” He returned the greeting in the same manner. “You’re just waking up? Ah! Like Father, like daughter. Right?” He asked, facing Stacy who sent a slight glare. “Hmm, I guess not,” he muttered to himself. Lucille makes her way to the kitchen to grab cereal and a carton of milk as that is her own breakfast. “Lucille, c’mon, aren't you tired of eating cereal? I mean, if you’re not careful, you’ll turn to cereal yourself.” Mr. Robinson joked, causing Lucille to laugh slightly. “I'm on a diet, so I’ll be fine. Besides, if I become cereal, you’re still gonna love me right? I'm going to, no doubt.” She said, strolling out from the kitchen with a cup of cereal on her left hand and a carton of milk on her right. “You should know that’s certain, Stacy?” He called and she answered with a glance. Lucille climbed through the few steps that led to the living room, and sat on the plum white couch that is an opposite to the Big Plasma Tv on the wall. She took a Cushion and placed it on her lap. She took hold of a remote and turned on the Tv, making the volume audible only for her to hear as Stacy doesn’t like it when it’s loud. She then munched on her food, while watching her Favourite movie. “Can you help Lucille get ready today? She has a date.” He asked carefully, hoping to get a positive reaction from her. “Hmm, okay.” She said simply causing Robinson to grin widely revealing his perfect set of brown teeth. He stood and wrapped his arms around her from behind. “Sometimes, I wonder if I got married to a robot as a wife, but you’re so sweet I doubt a robot can be as sweet as this,” He kissed her cheeks earning a glare from her. “Your mouth stinks, at least brush your teeth before you kiss me.” “Hey!” They both laughed. Lucille stole a peek at them before focusing back on the Tv she was watching. “Lucille! Remember you’re meeting with Mr. Walter's son today, right?” He said to her, as she was munching on her cereal in the living room, from the dining room before leaving to wash up. “What? I didn’t…” Lucille trailed, before hitting her head. ‘What a damned memory! I’m just in my 20s for god sake!’ She thought in her head. The time was almost up and she hadn’t even started getting ready. (2:00 Pm) Lucille didn’t try to dress to impress at all. She was putting on her typical clothes, all more to make the guy not like her and back out himself, and backing out first puts them in trouble. She puts on a Khaki Coloured Cargo trouser, topping it with a Black Hoodie with ‘My anxiety is chronic but this ASS is ICONIC.’ Printed on the back. She wears a head warmer on her brown long hair that reaches just above her waist. And, on her shoulder is a round shaped black bag and Finally, topped with white sneakers. She puts on her lip gloss. And that was all. “Hmm, no one should say I didn’t put quite the effort into this, I look mesmerizing.” She admired while staring at herself in the mirror. ‘Knock! Knock! Stacy comes in, and Lucille turns around and their eyes meet. Lucille wondered what Stacy was doing in her room. While Stacy just gazed at the art piece Lucille had turned herself into. “Do you need help?” She asked, but obviously it seemed like she didn't. “Nope.” Lucille replied curtly, causing Stacy to nod before leaving her room. “You look eye-catching,” she offered before leaving the room. Lucille blinked, once, twice, wondering what that was about. When Stacy left the room, she went back to her room causing Robinson to arch an eyebrow. “That was quick,” he pointed out. She smiled slightly, “She didn’t need any help,” she replied, causing Robinson to laugh. “Oh my Stacy,” (2:45) Lucille got to the Caribe Royale Restaurant pretty late, and as she walked, she made heads turn. She had chosen the restaurant and booked the tables too. There was just something about this particular restaurant that she loved going to. She can’t tell if it’s the Food that tastes like heaven or the amazing texture of the food when she chews it. Oh… She smiled to herself as her mouth watered, imagining her chewing the food. Lucille had seen Damien’s picture before as he is very popular for his looks and physique. However, there was no sight of him in the restaurant except for that of his Bodyguard. Yes, Othello Eilish. Damien Cleodore’s Secretary and Bodyguard. Damn! He looks fine as hell. Lucille foot steps reduced slowly, her heart pounding loudly in her chest.