What does this woman want?

Lucas' men had already let him know that he is being investigated.

"Open up some fake sources and let out information to him".

"Yes, boss".

"Also, keep an eye on Kevin Arnold".

"Yes, boss".

Lucas drove into the school compound and parked the car.

Sandra Miller and her group of minions passed by his car.

👤"I heard that Clayton's group of industries is hiring interns into different departments".

👤" Sandra will you apply?" Clara, one of her friends asked.

👤"She will of course. Sandra is the brilliant one amongst us", Olivia flattered.

"Ok girls, we can all apply. I'm certain we will make it". Sandra felt a bit better after basking in the contentment of their cajolery.

Lucas unlocked his car and slammed it shut. He snorted internally at their naivety. Gain access to my company as an intern? Dream on.

When he passed by them, Sandra's minions were awestruck by his new look and all the girls who saw him blush.

So he was this handsome? They all had the same thought.

Lucas ignored all those piercing stares and went straight to where his seat number was. The large hall had a capacity of more than a thousand people.

The principal soon appeared with the examiners in tow. After addressing them, the papers were shared. They were taking the Scholastic Aptitude Test.

"No movement and no talking immediately you get the paper. There will be breaks in between but for now, get started with the questions you can do".

Some of the students fretted over the nature of the exams.

Lucas lazily twirled his pen and skimmed through the questions first. After some time had passed, he started ticking as if he wasn't looking at the questions. In an hour, he was done with the exams.

The teacher couldn't bother him as he held no hope for him.

Lucas had a meeting that morning, so as soon as he was done with the test, he drove himself to the penthouse for a thorough cleanup and dressing.

Marching with agility into the company's headquarter, the staff went about their duties while trembling.

In the conference room.....

All the shareholders and top executives of all the subsidiaries were present. The room was filled almost to the brim.

Turning on his chair, he scanned through the faces present.

"Why is Mr Moore not here?" The rest shuddered, his voice alone can instil fear in their heart despite their high positions.

Mr Moore is the second largest shareholder in the conglomerate.

"I believe I am not late, sorry for keeping you all waiting", a sweet voice travelled into Lucas's ears, he turned in the direction of the voice and beheld the sight before him. What does this woman want?

Sandra had the most stressful day in history, her minions had no one to rely on as their seat numbers were far apart.

Sandra clenched her fist as she remembered how she couldn't answer most of the questions. She couldn't afford to fail this test, third tier or a second-tier university is not her dream. In about a month, the results will be out.

Her chauffeur is longer serving her and she came by the cab she hired. Her friends mustn't know else she would be mocked. Her eyes darted to the left and right, she waited till no one is in sight. Opening the car door, she stuffed herself in and closed the door.

"Drive now", she commanded the cab driver and took off her shades.

Looking down to see her phone ringing, her friend Olivia was calling.

📳"I had an emergency call from home so I had to go back. I'm sorry, see you guys later".

📳" We are having a girl's day out tomorrow. We will be expecting you at the usual place or can we come to your place?" Clara had snatched the phone from Olivia.

📳"No, no, you can't come. I mean it will be too stressful. Let's just meet at the usual spot and everything is on you girls. You must remember", she had immediately pushed tomorrow's outing bills on them before time. Sandra couldn't afford to disgrace herself.

Darn this life! This was harder than she thought and she never anticipated that.

The cab stopped outside the estate and she had to trek in.

The maids and chefs had abandoned their duty because they couldn't pay them.

Thankfully, her father had returned and he still had some shares in his hands. Ever since the reshuffle in power and his arrest for misappropriation of company funds. Certain measures had been taken against him such as seizing his properties scattered abroad, delaying his dividend for some time and his accounts being frozen.

"Our daughter is too young for this, can't you reason for once?" Mr Miller complained.

"Too young? She is twenty for goodness sake. Besides, if she doesn't do this for us then who will?"

"You had better think through this. If any harm comes to our daughter, I will not let you go Scott-free".

Sandra had just stepped into the living room when the angry-looking man she had not seen for close to five years ascended the stairs.

"Mom, what's happening?"

Huffed and patted the couch beside her. Sandra walked down mechanically and sat down. "Just a little issue honey and it has been solved".

"Which is?"

"You are getting engaged next weekend".

"What? To who?" She burst out in self-deprecating laughter. Can her life get any worse? She is about to be sold off.

"You don't need to worry about who, I secured a special family for you. Your only duty is to sit down and enjoy. Make sure you bring back something good", she caressed her hair.

"Which family is that mom?"

"Arnold Jones family", the mother stressed every word through her teeth.

Sandra's eyes lit up, this is a dream come through. Finally, just when she thought all hope is gone...

Making a mental note to call up her friends later to tell them the good news. This is good news.

"Argh! This is good news mom and this calls for a celebration".

"Yes, of course, honey".

"Dad's not in support?"

"He will soon realize his mistake, just let him be for a while. I will talk to him later".

"Mom, I'm engaged to who? I hope it's not Lucas".

"Who is Lucas? That bastard? Relax, I know what are thinking about".

The duo shared a meaningful smile and after then Sandra skipped happily to her room.

💭"The day is not that bad. At least something good happened", she spread out on the bed and laughed with glee.

Merlin's Restaurant at 8 am...

Violet's assistant has been walking beside her for some time now. They have bonded so well over the past few weeks.

"Maria, I need a comprehensive report of the whole thing and also please try and take a day off one of these days before you have a mental breakdown".

"I'm fine madam".

"No, you listen to me first. We have an upcoming event which is this cooking competition. I will need you by then".

"But Miss...."

"Call me Violet".

The manager's assistant came toward them.

"Miss Violet, the manager wants to see you".

"I will be right there".

A few minutes later after giving her assistant some instructions, she went in to see the manager.

"Hello sir"

"Sit down Miss Oliver. There will be a top-level management meeting today at Clayton's group of Industries headquarters. You will go in my stead. This is the annual report on all the departments".

"But sir, I don't know anything about management or report evaluation. I may make a fool of myself over there".

"My assistant will go with you. Hurry, very soon the meeting will start", the man glanced at his wristwatch.

Violet calmed down a little bit and turned to go out.

"Good luck Miss Oliver", he was happy to give the love birds some time together. He was sure the boss will reward him.

Violet glanced back and nodded slowly.

She had no time to waste.

Boarding her car, the trio began the journey to Clayton's headquarters in New York City.

After taking so many turns to avoid getting stuck in traffic, they got to the place two hours later than the scheduled time.

"I'm sorry Miss Oliver", the chauffeur apologized.

"It's not your fault Mr Benjamin. We can still make a move".

The manager's assistant was nervous and couldn't coordinate his speech.

"Mr Franklin, I suggest you stay back".

"But, I..."

"Can handle it".

"Sure!", the latter nodded and heaved a sigh of relief.

Checking her appearance once again, she had coincidentally worn formal wear. The turquoise-blue-coloured suit looked good on her.

Her Asian features stood out, especially her long dark hair. She is of mixed race and most of her features were inherited from her Indian mom. Violet adjusted her honey-coloured patterned camisole as her breast seemed to want to burst out of the camisole.

The skirt brought out her curves and her straight legs ended in matching honey-coloured pointed heels.

She scanned her work ID card and was granted access.

The receptionist gave her a thorough look and the lady had her guard up because Violet looked so beautiful and elegant.

"Please can you direct me to the conference room?"

"May I know who you are?" She asked harshly and assessed her once again.

"I'm here for the meeting", Violet flashed her a charming smile.

" You think this meeting is for every street rat. Go back to wherever you came from", clicking her tongue, she concentrated on her work.

Violet got frustrated and knew the consequences of barging in if permission is not granted.

"You need to learn to speak politely", biting her lower lip she whipped out her phone to make a call.

"Leave now or else, I will call the security".

"Let me see if you dare".

The receptionist huffed and dialled the company's security alert alarm.

Lucas thought he was dreaming... What is this woman doing here? Can she stop being a parasite for once?

"Surprise, surprise", she sat down next to him.

"Get off that sit", he said almost in a whisper.

"Sorry, oh my bad! I have to introduce myself. Hello everyone, I'm Samira Rashid, now the second largest shareholder in Clayton's group of Industries", she batted her long eyelashes and sat down while crossing her legs.

Lucas instinctively looked down and realized that half of her skirt had gone up and exposed fresh skin for viewing.

Following the direction of his eyes, she smiled and bit her lips.

"You like what you see?" She murmured into his ears while trying to run her hands on his strong thighs underneath the table but Lucas grabbed her hand and threw it aside.

"We will talk better after the meeting".

"I'm expecting that, so hot already", she fanned her face dramatically and gave him a seductive glance.

Giving her a look of disdain, he ordered the meeting to commence. The higher-ups breathed out finally.

Who is this lady? If the boss is angry and makes things difficult for them, how will they survive?

Lucas's mood had already taken a downturn and he cared more or less about lashing out at whoever deserved it.

"Make your report snappy".

The managers and directors trembled.

After about two hours into the meeting, Lucas's assistant came to him and whispered a few words into his ears.

He stood up abruptly and Samira became alarmed.

"Meeting is suspended until I get back", turned to the shareholders and apologized.

Everyone was surprised to see him behave in a rash manner because he is always composed and level-headed.

"Liam, where are you going to?" She wobbled on her heels.

"Stay away from me", Lucas pointed his finger at her and she tried to bite it sensually.

Failure to do that made her pout her lips.

"Send Miss Rashid back", Lucas instructed his assistant.