Chapter 4 <DON WILLIAMS'S MANSION>

Two guards in black opened the door for him, and he stepped in to meet his only daughter (Beverly) on her knees in the middle of the living room.

She's with three of his men who captured her. She ran away from home three days ago with a man actually.

"D..a..aad" she stuttered fearfully, shifting on her knees as he settled on the couch in front of her.

"So...you ran away with your so-called boyfriend despite my warnings that I don't like him" he laughed, and she began rubbing her palms together fast.

"Dad I was childish, I swear i didn't know what I was doing! Please forgive me and I promise never to see him again! I'll stay away from...

"The guy?" He interrupted her, facing his men.

"We buried him alive like you ordered" they replied, and her eyes widened.

"No!!! No it's not true right? You didn't kill him! Dad please! Dad! Dad I promise to listen to you from now on!!! Please save him!!! Dad!!!" Beverly cried out, holding his legs.

"Your stubbornness could implicate me one day, and that's why you have to be disciplined too" Williams smiled, stroking her hair.

"D...a..d..

"Lock her up in the cell for three days, no food nor water" he ordered, and her eyes widened as she was grabbed by two men.

"Dad please!! Dad!! Dad forgive me!!! Dad!!! Dadddddd!!!!!"

Williams never bat a lid till she was gone completely.

The textile business is just to cover up for his real business underneath... he's a dangerous drug dealer.

Another man came in with an envelope which he handed to him.

He took it and brought out the content. Jemima's pictures.

He distributed them to all his men.

"She crossed her limits at the party, i want her" he muttered.

•••

Maxwell came down from a taxi and inhaled, staring at the skyscraper for a while before adjusting his suit.

He stepped in, and the female staffs lost concentration immediately.

🗣️ What the f**k! Who's he?

🗣️ The charming aura!

🗣️ Oh my gawd he's handsome!

🗣️ Dream man!

🗣️ His face! Damn!

He was focused on just the elevator till he got there and entered.

Thanks to the pass that was sent to him yesterday, he was able to ride to the right floor, and when he stepped in again, it was total distraction for the females who began drooling on his face again.

"How may I help you?" A male staff asked.

"I'm here for the...

"Interview? Oh you're welcome"

•••

"You'll be attending a presentation by 12, and by 1, you'll be having lunch with Miss Sloane. You'll be attending another presentation by 2:30, and by 4, you have to meet with the contractors. By 5...

"And why the f**k is my schedule so tight today?" Jemima cut Lina off with a scowl.

"You have to do it all ma'am, else it'll be worse tommorow. I can knock out the lunch with Miss Sloane though" Lina smiled.

"Sloane is my best and only friend, you don't expect me to cancel it when we haven't met at all this week" Jemima replied.

"That leaves you with no choice than to do it all" Lina replied again.

"And what's that redness on your cheek?" Jemima asked.

"Oh! I hit my face on the wall last night" Lina lied.

"Whatever, when is the interview?" Jemima asked, and a staff knocked before coming in.

"Miss Lina, the three candidates are here" he announced and left.

"I'll send in the one I pick in ten minutes" Lina bowed and left too.

Jemima opened her laptop, and she saw Francesca's face as her wallpaper.

"She messed with my laptop again? How come she's so good at making me hate her more? How did she even know my password?" She muttered, changing it to the picture of a tulip flower...her favorite.

She began working on the system, sorting out things till the door opened after eleven minutes.

"Took her long enough" she muttered, looking up as Maxwell came in. Her eyes widened immediately, and she stood skeptically from her swivel chair.

"What the f**k! Potatoes?" She gasped shockingly.

"Goodmorning, Pad" he smiled.

"What!"

"I got chosen as your manager, what should I do first?" He asked, and she walked out of her desk.

"Lina!!!" She screamed. Lina rushed in.

"How dare you send him in! Who allowed him into this place after what he did last night! He destroyed a car and indirectly told me I needed a brain!" She shouted.

"I'm so sorry ma'am, but he's just too brilliant to ignore, the other two are dullards compared to him, and considering the reputation of this company, I chose him, his CV is so attractive" Lina replied.

"Oh f**k! ...oh..oh...

Jemima began walking around like a mad person, but she suddenly stopped, and a smirk appeared on her lips as she faced Maxwell who was still standing.

"Give him a debit card" she told Lina, and Lina did.

"Get me a cup of coffee" she ordered.

Maxwell smirked. "What!"

"Or...the cops will have to escort you out of here" Jemima smirked back.

He made to throw the card at her face, but when he remembered the bet with Cypress and Warren...

"Yes...boss" he smiled and left the office.

Lina followed him, and Jemima sat, thinking of various ways to make him regret what he did last night.

There are a whole lot of ideas, and that made her smile.

She returned to her laptop, and three minutes later, Maxwell came in with the cup of coffee.

He walked to her desk, but she never looked up from her system or bother to take it from him.

"Where should I place it?" He asked, and she finally looked up with a deadly glare.

"Are you dumb? Why don't you place it on my head?" She said sarcastically, and without waiting anymore, Maxwell took a step closer to her...

He placed the cup of coffee on the middle of her head!!!