SOUTH AFRICA
The private jet landed safely. Ronald and Andre came down from the plane with his body guards by his side.
he closed his eyes and inhaled the Cool breeze of Africa.
"we could go for sight seeing you know," Andre said giggling.
Her brown wavy hair was being carried by the wind as it flew all ove her face.
"we came here for work nothing else," he said putting his hands in his trousers and walked away.
"so grumpy," she said shaking her head sideways.
The uber driver came and took away to the hotel they booked for.
"Hi, welcome to veritas hotel and suites," the receptionist said beaming with smiles as Andre and Ronald approached her.
"two rooms please," Andre said.
"but make sure that they are close," she whispered winking at the receptionist who smiled at her.
Ronald wasn't listening, he was so engrossed looking at the interior designs of the hotel.
"here sir and ma," the receptionist said jotting Ronald out of his thoughts.
"oh thank you," Ronald replied collecting one of the keys from her while Andre collected the other and he walked away his body guards dragging his luggages along.
"enjoy your stay," the receptionist yelled after them.
*******
"Room 204," Ronald muttered to himself looking at the number on his keys as he walked along the hallway till he bumped into a lady.
They almost fell but Ronald was swift enough to stand his ground while holding the lady by her waist.
They stared into each other's eyes, their lips almost touching.
The lady cleared her throat obviously uncomfortable about their position.
"sir are you alright?," one of his body guards asked.
"are you that blind that you can't see where you are going?," Ronald yelled at the lady ignoring his body guard's question.
"excuse me, are you okay?, You bumped into me and you can't apologize," the lady snapped angrily furrowing her brows.
"Do you know how I am? you should be on your knees begging me right now," he replied proudly.
"and who the hell are you? some sort of god that no one can speak or walk where you are? get lost!," she yelled walking out on him.
Ronald stared at the lady as she walked away.
"how dare she embarrass me this way!," he yelled inwardly.
"Sir," Andre called tiredly as she dragged her luggages with so much stress.
Ronald looked at her as she walked towards him.
"get me information about the lady," he said.
"ok sir," she replied.
He walked away to his room.
"what the hell! they can't even help me," she muttered.
in an effort to pull her bags they fell to the floor.
"ah!!," she yelled.
"why did I have to pack so many bags," she said in frustration putting them back on the trolley.
*******
"such a fool, so unmannered," Vera thought as she tried opening her room door with her keys.
"who the hell does he think he is? the president son? arrant nonsense."
"why won't this damn door open?."
"ma'am," her bodyguards called.
she turned to look at them with her hands on her waist furrowing her brows.
"where were you guys?," she asked.
"well we... em..," one of them said trying to explain.
"oh please Guy, open up the door," she said cutting him short and paving way for him to open up the door.
*****
"call me Andre," Ronald said to his body guards as he sat on the bed taking off his shoes.
"okay sir," one replied heading out.
"and what are you guys still doing here?," he asked looking them.
"get lost!," he yelled at them.
they didn't reply knowing fully well how grumpy Ronald could be at times and they went out to stand by the door.
"sir you sent for me," Andre said walking into the room.
"have you found any information about the lady?," he said taking a sip out of the table water he took from the fridge.
she rolled her eyes.
"what is so important about that Lady?," she asked herself.
"Andre!!," he yelled startling her out of her thoughts.
"ye... yes sir," she shuttered in fear.
"she's the famous surgeon back at Texas, doctor Vera jonnes. she came here on vacation, her parents are..."
"I don't care about how her parents are," he cuts in.
"so that's why she had the guts to talk to me like that," he muttered to himself.
"when is the meeting?," he asked.
Andre stared at him blankly not knowing what to tell him. she actually lied to him so they could spend sometime together and she could make him fall for her.
"sir there's no meeting."
"WHAT!!!," he yelled standing from the bed.
she flinched moving backwards as he came closer towards her.
"you made this up? you made leave my sister and company for a lie?," he asked with fury in his eyes.
"wel.. well you needed rest," she said trying hard not to look into his eyes or say anything that could make him more angry than he already is.
"did I tell you I needed rest?," he said turning his back on her.
"just get lost!," he yelled.
Andre hurried outside immediately.
" ahh!!, what kind of secretary did I employ?," he asked himself falling heavily on the bed.
"and we meet again Dr Vera Jonnes," he said smiling.
Dallas, Texas
Clifford's Mansion
"you're such an idiot!," Merit yelled at a young lady as they came down the stairs towards to the dinning area to have their breakfast before heading to school.
"and you are a monkey, with your ears hanging on your head like an antenna!," she yelled back sticking out her tongue at merit.
The maids burst into laughter immediately they heard that insult she gave merit.
"what!!! me a monkey? you're so dead Cynthia," she said as she pursued Cynthia round the dinning hall.
Cynthia is Clifford's niece, she came to Dallas to furthered her education and ever since she came there has been one argument or the other between her and merit.
"stop it!!," a voice yelled and the two girls stopped running around to look at the fat figure who yelled.