At The Stewart Group of Companies
Sir Jason Stewart was exhausted after several physical and virtual meetings with his clients. He had to work hard if he must be ahead of his rivals. Then, he walked to the pantry and got a cup of coffee for himself before he took his seat on the couch. 
Afterward, he adjusted his tie and heaved a sigh.
“If I don’t do this, this company might become history before my unpredictable son realizes himself,” he said to himself. 
Meanwhile, whenever the thought of his son, who left home for school two months ago with his brand-new car and refused to visit or communicate with him, crossed his mind, he felt bad. Then, he sipped his coffee, and before he could drop the teacup back on the saucer, his phone, which was by the armrest of the couch, buzzed.  
Likewise, he cast a glance at it to ascertain the caller. Now, his face beamed with pleasure when he discovered the caller.
Then, he picked up with glee and taunted, “Hello, sweet pie.”
His wife laughed raucously before she taunted back, “Hello, my pineapple.” 
He laughed ecstatically, too, before he demanded her reason for calling. Sir Jason Stewart and his wife have been married for twenty-five years, and they cherish their relationship as though they just met the previous day. The fifty-year-old Group Managing Director of Stewart Group of Companies married at the age of twenty-five after running his father’s business successfully for seven years. Afterward, his father gladly retired at the age of sixty and went into humanitarian work. They had their only child, three years after.  Thereafter, Lady Michele suffered secondary infertility and all attempts to conceive again failed. 
“So, what does my Angel want?” he asked, and his wife responded, “I saw a story on the internet that caught my interest. Do you mind checking it out?”
“Wow! That story must be superb to have captured your attention. What is the story about, if I may ask?”
“You are right, dear. It is the story of a young lady who fell pregnant. I wish we could check on her before she aborts the baby. What do you think?”
“That is good. But where can we find her? Do you have her address?”
“Yes. She is in the same school as Johnny.”
“It is all right. I will pick you up at once. Or what do you think?”
“That is okay by me. I am waiting.”
“All right. See you soon.”
Likewise, he emptied his cup of coffee, covered it on the saucer, and knotted his tie properly before he walked out of his office. 
“Joel,” he called out, to his Joel who was sitting at the reception. 
Now, Joel jolted from his seat and answered, “Yes, Boss.”
“We are going to my wife’s office. Get the driver and the security team.”
“It is all right, Boss,” he replied and called the driver at once. 
Now Sir Stewart headed to his elevator while the PA tagged along. Soon, they were at the vestibule and the driver, alongside the security team, was waiting for them. He got into the back seat of his car while the Personal Assistant got into the passenger’s seat, and they drove off. Soon, they got to Lady Stewart’s Beauty Spa and Academy. Nevertheless, she was already off her five-story building and waited for her husband's arrival. 
As usual, his driver and Personal Assistant joined the security van while he drove.
“Kindly, get in, dear," he requested after he opened the door for her.
“It is all right, Hubby.”
After she sat down comfortably, he shut the door, walked to the driver’s side, and got in. 
Likewise, he fastened his seat belt after he gave her a peck and teased, “Hello, my sweet pie.”
Lady Stewart would always laugh whenever he addressed her as a 'sweet pie' because that reminded her of the time they courted. 
After the laughter, he demanded as he drove off, “Tell me more about the pregnant girl.”
“Okay. The story had it that the young man responsible for the pregnancy was irresponsible and had denied the ownership of the pregnancy.”
“That is more convenient for us. If only the girl would wish to release the baby after birth.”
“You are right. That is why I want us to meet her as quickly as possible.”
“You are right.”
 “If we make a good offer, she may be willing to keep the pregnancy and release the baby to us after delivery.”
“I will be glad if she would be willing to. By the way, what offer do you think would propel her to do that?”
“From the story, she is an orphan.”
“Yes?”
“If we offer her shelter and good pay throughout the pregnancy, we might win her over.”
“That is not a bad idea. Let’s see how it goes.”
“It is all right, dear.”
Incidentally, they were unaware that the story was twisted and many had eyes on her. They drove silently with many thoughts in their minds. The quest for a second child gave them so much stress, and Mitchell had gone through several surgeries which exposed her to many life-threatening pains. The last surgery almost claimed her life, and her husband had to make a firm decision and cautioned her.
“Mitchell, I love you more than any child that you would give to me. We have Johnny, and we should be grateful for that,” he pointed out.
Then, Johnny was five years old, and she felt that he was lonely without a sibling, but her husband persuaded her to accept her fate. When Johnny grew into a reckless son, the quest to have another child surged in her, and her husband suggested that they should adopt a child.
“Will adopting a child make you happy, Mitchell?” he asked.
Mitchell, who felt that she had disappointed her husband, looked at him and sobbed, “Forgive me, Jason. I have failed as a wife. I could not give you all the children you needed, neither was I able to raise our son into a responsible child.”