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112. THE EVIDENCE
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THE PRESIDENT'S FAVORITE JOURNALIST 113. HEINOUS CRIMINAL
TOLU’S POVI was preparing to wash off the sweat of the day and was battling with my robe’s rope when Ray burst into my room unannounced. In horror, I jumped under the blanket, my eyes shining hard as I questioned why he would come inside without knocking but he only apologized and came in further.“I found it!” he screamed and my face frowned in confusion, what was he talking about all of a sudden? My pressurized brain couldn’t process anything. I just wanted him to get out of my room so I can take my bath before heat strangle me under the blanket.“Found what?” I snapped angrily at him“The evidence!” he screamed and I didn’t know when I rolled out of the sheet, the robe dropping off my body“Cover your damn body!” he screamed, covered his eyes and turned away.It was then I realized that I was standing in front of him in my birthday suit. With a loud gasp, I bent and pulled my robe up, tying it tightly across my waist.“It’s covered, now show me the evidence you are talking about”
THE PRESIDENT'S FAVORITE JOURNALIST 114. MAKING IT OUT ALIVE
FEW HOURS AGOMei was summoned by Pamela to her office and was given a necklace as a gift for her successful oversea deal. She expressed her happiness about how she was raking in so much money for her company because of her excellent modeling skills.“Well, I only tried my best but it worked out by luck” Mei said meekly“There’s no such thing as luck. You only got to show the work you have prepared hard for, so you deserve every credit” she told her and Mei appreciated her for the gift before leaving for the house where she saw Stanley waiting for herStanley took her to his villa after apologizing for not coming sooner to explain things to her. He told her everything about her sister to her when he found out that she also know that her sister was not biologically related to her.“Can I speak to her? Can I talk to her on the phone? She would have been worried sick about me” she said with a shaky voice and Stanley put a call through which was luckily picked up by her sister.They were
THE PRESIDENT'S FAVORITE JOURNALIST 115. TIME WILL MEND ALL
Ray finally proposed to Mei who agreed right away and they planned to leave Lisbon but she couldn’t due to the contract she had signed with Pamela. She didn’t know that she wouldn’t be able to break off the contract for three years. Pamela did that because she knew the price of their stocks would be affected when her father’s crime is exposed but with the success of Mei in the modelling world, she would be able to sustain the company over the three years when it would be balanced and would let her go.“That’s some crazy contract” Ray remarked and tried looking for a way to pay the fine so she would be free but Mei told him that she wanted to help her in return because she gave up her company to help them solve the case so he had no choice but to retreat.Pamela explained that she can go anywhere she wanted but must be always available to carry out her the terms of the contract whenever she was needed.“That is no problem. We both have to find a common ground. She has to finish school
THE PRESIDENT'S FAVORITE JOURNALIST 1. GOING
PETAL’S POVThe city of Lisbon never changes when it comes to the rainy season, its beauty lies in the streams of golden light lines coming from the car lamps that decorate the fine street as cars honk by and trail on the wide street late at night when workers return from their various offices.This evening was still the same, maybe a little shinier but something was in common, the beauty.My right hand found its way out of my long grey coat as I flagged down a taxi“Rua Cor de Rosa” I muttered, loud enough for the driver to hear.A click of the lock signified that I was qualified to enter but the strange appearance of the driver made me hesitate a bit. His beards although well-trimmed was too much for someone who has lived long enough in Lisbon since majority of the men loves to keep it short.A short glance at his face, down to his opened chest region, back to his face hinted him that I was indeed judging his appearance.He was forced to ask “Is there something wrong?” “Not at all”
THE PRESIDENT'S FAVORITE JOURNALIST 2. BEATS ME
There were no lies I didn’t try telling that night, but none of them worked. These sneaky bitches knew what they were doing when they asked me about my plans previously before I came around to visit them.The foolish me, oblivious to their plans, had blabbered about how I had nothing in my plans for the weekend since I got fired from my job a few days ago.That was another story I didn’t want to remember. I worked my butt off for this company only for them to drop me like a hot potato in the name of restructuring. I felt so betrayed and ripped, but what else could I do?Cry all I want, wipe them off and look for another one, of course.“Can I not just go?” I pouted, trying to bribe them, but they shook their heads in unison.Irene crossed her arms to her chest tightly, “Petals, there is no way you can escape this” she declared.I sulked.“What if I run into him? I have been trying all my best to avoid crossing his path and you both know that. You shouldn’t be pushing me”, I argued.Mo
THE PRESIDENT'S FAVORITE JOURNALIST 3. TAKING THE OFFER
Everyone rushed to welcome the man of the day, he indeed came to steal the show. No one needed to inform us that he was in another class, the outfit he had on and everything on him was of the elite class.“Why is he here?” Monica rushed to us, heels cackling on the tiles.Sharply, I responded “Exactly my question.”His entrance was of respect to everyone there but it threw us into frenzy mode.“Should I just go out before he recognizes me? How about I leave the party altogether?” I panicked, trying to figure out the best option.Suddenly, Irene’s palms were glued to my cheeks as she turned my face to hers and declared“You are going nowhere! You have to face this once and for all.”Thick wads of spit rolled down my throat, my hands were filled with sweat every passing seconds.“What should I do?” that was the only question passing through my mind. It went totally blank.The problem of job introduction stopped and that was a relief on another part, but his presence was the biggest probl
THE PRESIDENT'S FAVORITE JOURNALIST 4. I WANT YOU
Everything in the large suite screamed luxury from the sofa to the curtain, down to the smallest cup. It was as if everything was made for a royal member who must have paid a fortune to have them gotten for his own special use.As if he was reading my mind, he bragged loudly as he walked towards the sofa. “This is the only suite on the topmost floor and it was built for me only.” I sneered. “Must be nice to be rich”, rolling my eyes as I stood afar.He came back from the bedside with two glasses and a wine which he placed on the table before beckoning me.“Are you going to stay there all night?” What does he mean by all night? I am only here to accept the offer, so why is he bringing out wines and glasses?“All night?” I summoned the courage to ask, clasping my fingers in front of my short gown.“You were planning to inform me that you would accept the offer and then rush out?” I almost nodded at his words but quickly realized that would not be the best option, it would be better n
THE PRESIDENT'S FAVORITE JOURNALIST 5. A PREY
I was puzzled as to why he wanted to see me in his office at first so I stood there pinching my fingers against each other until a tap sound coming from a pen jerked me back to reality. I looked up to see the bubble gum lady staring at me.“Are you not going to see him?” she threw at me and I realized that I was standing there instead of going to his officeMy right hand found its way to my hair to scratch my itchy scalp, “I’ll go now” I smiled at her but she only returned the gesture with a frown which I didn’t read much meaning into.On getting to his office, my jaw almost dropped. It was a paradise, every view was magnificent. I could see everything going on outside and even beyond the premises of the company.“Wow” I found myself exclaim as I marched in to his table where he leant on the table with his back turned to me.I stood in front of his table for close to three minutes, contemplating if I should announce my presence or not and he also didn’t budge or say anything, only hi
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