Chapter 3 CONOR

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Conor's Pov

I closed the file I was dealing with; I couldn't continue because I was very hungry, I stared at the door, expecting Randy to open the door and tell me the car is ready. I sat down on my chair rotating the chair to the left and right while the pen in my hand was dancing.

"How many centuries, does it take to make a car ready?" I soliloquized.

Immediately after my soliloquy. Bryan entered the office,

"the car is ready sir," he said.

"Was it the company truck you guys are washing or you went to Washington DC to deliver the message?" I teased in a vexed tone.

"No sir," he replied.

"I already told the driver to always make my car ready before lunch," I said while I stood up from my chair and sauntered to the garage.

I entered into the car and the driver drove off, heading to my supermarket not too far from my company.

While I was in the car, I saw a lady walking out a boutique with a small boy which made me remember the last time my mum called, reminding me that she's old and want to see her grandson. I don't believe in marriage; I believe ladies were created to have fun with.

Having kids is not even in my plan, I can't give birth to someone that will be wishing me to die just because he wants to inherit my wealth. Almost all my course mate when I was in university wished their father to die, so that they can inherit their father's properties.

Even my father died I was so sad not, until one of my course mates, Silvester that attend the burial cheer me up by saying, "you are the only child, you should be happy."

I looked at him while tears were rolling down my face and asked, "why should I be happy when I lose my father."

"Because all his wealth is yours to enjoy," he replied with a smile on his face as he patted my back and walked away from the cemetery. I looked at him as he sauntered into his car and drove off.

"Mr. Connor, Mr. Connor, Mr. Connor," Bryan said calling me out my train of thought and he continued while he was opening the door, "we are at the mall."

I hopped out of the car and sauntered into the mall while the driver accelerated to the garage. I instructed my personal bodyguard, Bryan to inform the manager that I am around. While he moved to the manager's office I sauntered to mini restaurant at my supermarket to have my lunch.

After I was done savouring the food, Bryan came to me and I told the waiter to give me whatever he want to have for lunch.

After I was done at the restaurant, I told Bryan to meet at the shopping aisles. As I got to the shopping aisle, I picked some mayonnaise, artisanal cheese and some other things. I dropped everything in the cart and pushed it to the sales girl to inform her what I picked up.

I didn't meet her there; I only saw a beautiful lady in an orange T-shirt sitting down seems she is waiting for someone. I ignored her and took bag to put the goods I took at the shopping aisles. I handed it over to Bryan, who was just coming from the restaurant.

He heads to the garage to drop what I took from the supermarket, the lady in orange keeps looking at me with a weird face I ignore her and sauntered towards the door. While I was moving towards the door the lady ran to me and he said,

"stop, stop there, thief! You haven't paid for what you picked​." She pulled my hand, to make sure I don't get through the restaurant door.

She dragged me back inside and started shouting, "thief!" I was just smiling at her pretty face. The manager rushed out of his office; the sales girl ran out of the restroom trying to understand what his causing the hullabaloo.

Immediately the manger saw the lady dragging me, he ran to me and said to the lady, "leave him alone and get out of here now."

"Girl, have you lost your mind this is the owner of the mall." The sales lady said in aloud voice.

"Get out of here, "the manager repeated.

"I didn't know, he was the owner of the company I was just trying to help," the lady said in a vexed tone, she faced me and said, "the fact that this is your mall doesn't mean you can pick things without your employees' permission." I was stupefied by her effrontery to say that to me after she had known that I am the owner of the mall and I watched her as she walked out of the door.

"I am very sorry about what happen," the manager said genuinely.

"It's okay, what is the girl doing there?" I queried curiously.

"She is here to apply for the role of a stocker," the sales lady said.

"A stocker? In this same mall, wow," I said and started laughing this due to the way she behaves after she was told that I was the owner. Most ladies I have known will change their attitude when they discovered that the person they are talking to his their boss or discovered that they are speaking to a billionaire.

"you can't blame her, she did the right thing. nobody was here,someone could have entered and steal some money or goods. You guys should be careful on how you behave here. Where were you?" I asked, facing the sales lady.

"I was at the restroom sir," she said.

"You were at the restroom? So where is the other sales lady?" I inquired.

"She's went to have her lunch also," she said.

"Anyway my lunch time is almost over, I will see you guys later." I added and walked out of the door. I head into the garage, hopped into the car and head back to my company to finish the file I am analysing.