“No. Why are you looking for him?” One of the haters asked with indignation. Then, the joyous member inquired, “Haven't you seen this?”
“Seen what?” One of the angry foes asked. Then, some members of the jubilant group showed him the jingle on their old smartphones, which were not smart looking anymore.
“Look at Victor. He is overseas playing with white men.”
“It can be,” one of the perplexed haters, refuted.
At The Cherry Fields – The Recreational Park.
At the Youths and the Children Park,
Jeff and his team members were happy to see the General Manager's twins, especially Emeka who specifically requested that the General Manager should give them Frank and Francisca.
“Leon, meet Frank and Francisca, the General Manager's children,” Jeff introduced.
Then, Leon smiled and greeted them, “Hi,”
“Hello.”
Then, the twins turned to Jeff, and asked, “Who is he?”
“He is the Canadian Ambassador's son.”
“I see.”
After the introduction, they got along very well, and began their training. The twins, who were the youngest in the team, tried their best to freshen up, while Jeff and Leon coached them. When the General Manager came around to check on them, the youngsters were very pleased with him.
“I hope I have fulfilled my promise by giving you Frank and Francisca?” He inquired.
“Yes, Mr. Johnson. Thank you very much for bringing them.”
“It is all right. Remember, you are the host. Did you get that?”
“We got it, Mr. Johnson. We won’t let you down.”
“I like that.”
At the Adults Section of the Recreational Park.
Now, it was a coincidence that Mr. Morris was playing with Dr. Dike when Victor walked in. Then, he got a call from Ahmed that his attention was needed at the clinic, so, he had to drop his bat and left. Then, the General Manager picked it up and handed it over to Victor. Meanwhile, Ambassador Grayson, and his Wife Amelia were standing by, and waiting to take over from Dr. Dike if he was knocked out by Mr. Morris. However, the background looked as if it was dominated by white men, while the environment appeared like a country outside Nigeria to Victor's foes.
Now, their haters who were sweating blood already were disoriented. They collected their phones and watched the jingle with their bulging eyes. Likewise, they held the handset with their stomach in knots and looked at the jingle intently.
“How come?” One of them bemoaned. Then, another asked,
“Could this be the field where they had gone for today's training?” One of the haters asked.
“It's likely. Victor is black-hearted. He could not even take any of us along.”
Now, the wheat was already separated from the chaff. The haters could only watch from afar because Victor was already ahead of them, and would never be in their league.
At Robinson and Richard's Office.
The contractors had been calling to find out when to pick their checks, while Richard and Robinson were at a loss for words. They had exhausted the excuses of:
“We are in a meeting, call back later.”
“I will get back to you.”
Their phones were so busy that they had no choice but to switch them off.
“What does the Master mean when he said 'it will be settled'?” Robinson asked sorrowfully.
“I wish I can explain. Now that our phones are switched off, we may not know if he wishes to see us.”
Now, Robinson's eyes bulged with hope and excitement, and he remarked, "You're right. Let's switch on our phones, then.”
As soon as they turned their phones on, messages flooded to them. If the Grand Master's messages were among the messages, they would have been difficult to discover. Then, they began to read, 'When do I come for my check, please?'
'I have delivered the children's school bags. See you coming week for the payment.'
'I have called you several times. You seem to be in a meeting. What of my payment, please?'
At that point, the two friends in evil got tired of living. To them, going forward in life was meaningless and as difficult as going backward. However, Richard still had some nerves, he must blame someone for their predicament.
“If not that, Gabriel misbehaved. This matter would have been a walk in the park.”
“Yes. You're right. We would have done the approval for all the contracts by ourselves.”
“And the Chief Accountant will have no choice, but to release the funds.”
“Yes. We were in charge then. The Cherry Fields Oil and Gas Group was at our fingertips.”
“He is a foolish man. He just allowed this golden opportunity to slip from his hands.”
“That reminds me, how do you think he would settle the Lamborghini Veneno's case?”
“That is his undoing. The chairman asked him to settle it within three months. That is why he is under house arrest.”
“We will not relent in our plans. As soon as he settles the company and takes the ownership of the car, we will strike, and if he stands on our way, we will bring him down.”
Now, Robinson's phone rang. It was a call from the caterer who would supply the food for three thousand guests at a bogus cost during the event on Monday. She called to inquire about the time and mode of delivery. When the call was not picked after several attempts, she sent a message.
(I wish to know when the goods would be delivered. Are you sending your driver, or do we deliver to you at the stadium? Thanks.)
Nevertheless, Robinson read the message, and ignored it. The truth of the matter was that they had completely forgotten about the Suite at the Five-Star Hotel. After Richard played on the intelligence of the three prostitutes the day he went to pick up the General Manager's handset from the hotel; they blew up in a paroxysm of anger after waiting all the night in vain. That act made the management of the hotel to dedicate the entire floor to them. The bill for a complete floor of sixteen suites at the rate of one million per suite.
At Ken's house.
After the training, he returned from the Recreational Park along with his children, Fredrick, and his children. The house was busy with the preparation to meet with the contract of the next day.
They had dinner together before Dora presented the remnants of the Nyama Choma. Likewise, Fredrick and his family liked it, and he proposed to his family, “I will ask any of my pilots to get some for us whenever they get to Kenya.” After the dinner, they left for their hotel while Ken and his wife retired to their bedroom. They had their shower together, and Ken massaged her, when he noticed that she was stressed out from the activities of the day. Thereafter, she slept off in the bathtub, and he carried her to the bed. He turned off the lights, covered her with the duvet and kissed her.
“Good night, my angel.”