Chapter 2
David Raymond told his son to take a seat as he closed his home office door and settled down.
"Michael we need to talk. Your mother and I have agreed that it is time you get married. You are turning thirty-five next month. We want to hold at least one grandchild in our hands son. Please give this some thought."
"Dad, I have thought about marriage but most of the women I meet only want me for my money."
"That is not a big problem son, the next lady you meet, don't mention who you really are, and just go with the flow of things. Besides it's a good thing you keep a low profile, most of the companies we deal with only know your assistant right.
"Okay dad, I hear you. I will try out your plan, I hope something good comes out of it."
Leaving his parents' house he headed back to his office as he dialled in his friend Benjamin. After telling him his dad's crazy plan, he asked him for his help, when the time came to implement in.
"No problem Mike, this will be rather entertaining on my part."
Walking into his building Matt his distributions manager looked excited, but on seeing his boss's serious expression, his also became serious.
"Walk with me Matt and spit it out. I have other things to take care of," he told him as he walked towards his elevator.
"Good day Mr Raymond. We...we have a problem. Mr Olsen has delayed with the next shipment of grey marble stone, and that stone is exactly what one of our clients requested."
Turning to him as they left his elevator he came to a halt looking down at him. He could see beads of sweat on his forehead as he awaited his response.
"And what does that have to do with me. Do I pay you to tell me problems or do I pay to make sure I don't have such problems?" he asked in a harsh tone.
"Si....sir...sir Mr Olsen is not picking up any of our calls."
Looking up he saw most of his employees looking in their direction.
"The last person to get back to work will lose his or job on the spot" he said in a venom laced tone as they quickly scurried off to their work stations. "Give the file to my PA," he said as he made his way to his office.
Joanna's POV
I spent my Friday with Tash, binge eating junk food and catching up on the weeks' activities. I knew my workout would be brutal for the next couple of weeks. Giving Jonathan the day off I spent part of my morning, working out in the gym. Morgan my butler brought me some water informing me I had a call from my mother.
"Darling, how are you, are you busy tomorrow? My mother Samantha asked.
"No mom, I will come over in the afternoon."
"Wonderful, I will tell your father right away. Take care and see you tomorrow sweety!"
"Goodbye mom," I said handing the phone over to Morgan.
"Please tell Susan to prepare a light breakfast for me Morgan."
"Yes mam," he said leaving the room.
Plugging on my earphones I let the music pump me up for my run on the treadmill.
Two hours of working out, I was satisfied for the weekend, I didn't want to wear myself out, or else I would be unable to function at full capacity at work. After having my breakfast I went out back and relaxed soaking up some sun. Jonathan came to inform me that he was around if I needed anything, though I had told him to go out and enjoy himself.
In the evening I decided to drive myself to the city to get some fresh drinks. The drive helped me clear my mind after spending the whole day pondering over why my mom desperately wanted me to come home. I enjoyed the freedom I had in my own house. Living under their room had its limitations as one could not do as they pleased all the time, e.g. playing my music out loud. As I drove I did not anticipate the heavens opening to spill out large volumes of water.
What made matters worse was that I did not see the man who was by the road in time to hit my brakes, as I heard a sickening thud.
Michaels POV
I had given my driver the weekend off, as I didn't require his services during the weekend. Driving myself back home after my day at the sports club playing basketball with Benjamin and a few other guys, I didn't expect my car to breakdown, as I slowly pulled over to the side of the road.
"This is just my lucky day," I mumbled to myself as I checked under the hood.
When I felt the first drops of rain I cursed my bad luck. Looking at my phone, I saw that my battery was dead. Not many cars came in this direction as Hillbright estates was far away from the city. I saw a pair of headlights coming my way as I quickly rushed out onto the road.
"Bad mistake Mike," I thought as the car knocked me down.