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(If you ever ever say goodbye?…Never let you go??)
Nnenna’s romance series?
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?CHAPTER FIVE?
(*Miss De-ra??*)
They made up? Just like that? So yesterday really meant nothing to her?
He scoffed.
He scoffed again and then sighed out relaxing on his seat.
He heaved half closing his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he rang for his secretary; “Come to my office now” he dropped his telephone.
Few minutes later,
Veronica walked in, her heels clicked on the floor as she walked towards him,
“Sir”
“What’s my schedule this morning?”
She looked at her tablet, “I thought I sent you an email earlier. You didn’t even check it at all”
He frowned, “Vero, sometimes I wonder why you’re my secretary”
“To help you around of course but you make it difficult. Wanna ask why you’ve been messed up for the past four days.”
He cleared his throat, “Four days?”
“Yeah, one, two, three and four…days” she counted off her fingers.
“Am I really messed up?”
“You look terrible and must add…” She pointed to his dressing, “You look terrible in that suit, buttons…erm…” She shook her head still pointing at him.
He looked at himself and jeez! His buttons were upside down. The collar of his shirt was highly rumpled. Where went his mind when he was dressing?
Even his tie is like Sh|t. Vero came over to his side and dropped her tablet on the table,”Let me help you” she offered and held his tie dressing and tying it up.
“What’s wrong Mr. Danielz?” She asked peering into his eyes as she helped him with his buttons.
He gulped. He can’t really hide anything from her even if he tries to.
“Diane… She’s…erm…” He stopped trying to gather his story. How will he explain to her that he had something…yeah something with Diane yesterday and she called it a mistake.
He was angry. It was all written all over his face, “Ever told her you like her?”she asked.
“She don’t even see me as someone who will ever like her”
“But have you ever told her?”
He shook his head, “There’s no need to”
“There’s need to, every woman loves to hear it from her own man”
“But am not her man, Jeff is!” He raised his voice at her and regretted doing so immediately; “Look Vero, I don’t wanna talk about this” he removed her hands from his suit, “Tell me about my schedule this morning”
She sighed and went to her tablet; “You have a meeting with DEE MARIUS HUB company”
He scoffed, “I thought we ended our business with Miss De-ra last year?”
She shrugged, “You don’t check your mails these days Mr. Damien Danielz!” She called him by his full name, “Geezus! They want a merger this time”
“Why would they need a merger with our company?”
“Because her company is flopping. I know you don’t read the news anymore but, her company is fluctuating. Banks are on her tails, stockholders and share holders wanna tear her apart.”
“So she needs a company she can rely on or more of a company which can put her back on her feet.”
“Exactly”
“When are we meeting?
” In the next thirty minutes”
De-ra again! He grumbled and cursed silently under his breath; “Okay, be ready in two”
“Okay, ” she nodded and turned walking towards the door.
A merger with Miss De-ra, this is gonna be problematic…
*
Humming silently as she sat infront of our mirror, she wore her earrings before taking up her red lip paint…probably a brand from DD’s company and lined her lips with it.
She smacked her lips and then smirked. She took up her hair brush and began to run it down her hair.
She took up her necklace and wore it. She needs to look her best. She’s meeting a very special person today so she really needs to look her best.
She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. Pretty… She have never seen a woman as pretty as her.
She chuckled.
She adjusted her red sleeveless dress so her cleavages will be pretty visible and giggled.
Dee won’t resist her this time. She stood up and picked up her red high heeled shoes and put them on. Her height increased immediately. She chuckled.
Dee h@tës short girls but she will pass today. She picked up her red Gucci bag and cat walked out of her room.
She was hardly inside her office when her phones started buzzing nonstop, her two secretaries clustered around her reading out her schedules one after another,
“Ma, you have a meeting now with DD’s company”
What she wants to hear. She smiled and turned to him; “Let’s go then”
They hurried off heading out to the parking lot “Ma, Panema Banks just phoned in”
She turned, “What did they say?”
Her male secretary rushed to the passenger door of her car and opened it,
“They’re giving us three months to pay up”
She scoffed, “They should Fuçk go themselves” she cursed getting into the car while he closed it.
He came around to the driver’s seat while the female secretary got in. Soon, they were on their way to DD’s company.
*
“What’s taking her so long to show up?” He asked his secretary getting impatient.
He have been sitting down here for the past thirty minutes and that rude Miss is nowhere to be seen.
Probably somewhere wearing perfume and looking at her reflection in the mirror or probably doing skin care with slices of cucvmber all over her face. Or maybe at the spa lying around and waiting for a massage.
This sucks! Her attitude towards business affairs is appalling. Wonder why Mr. Marius died so early and gave up his company to his lazy daughter.
“Miss Veronica, what’s taking her so long?”he asked again almost losing it.
“I just texted her secretary Mr. Brown, they’re on their way”
“On their way?!” He groaned clenching his fist.
De-ra’s madness haven’t been cured even as she’s having losses in her business. She didn’t learn any lesson even as her business is at the brink of collapsing.
“What’s my next schedule for the day?”
“You have a meeting with the marketing boards of the company”
He looked at his wrist watch; “Then I think you should be getting ready for that” he stood up and just then, the door opened.
She walked in flinging her hair from side to side as she bounced into the room,
“Oops she’s here Mr. Damien” Vero announced as he looked up and fixated his eyes on her. Her eyes met his and she smiled,
“Dee Dee” she called,
“Miss De_ra”
TO BE CONTINUED
