Meanwhile, Desmond was enjoying his favorite food at home. His mom has cooked his favorite, and they surrounded the table, smiling and eating.
"Mom, you have outdone yourself again." Desmond said with a contented sigh as he reached for another piece of chicken. Each bite brought more smiles to his face. "This is exactly what I needed right now. Thank you so much for making this."
"Anything for you, my son. Things haven’t been easy for you lately, so I wanted you to have something to lift your spirits. Your favorite food always helps." She said, and Desmond chuckled softly and nodded in agreement.
"I’m glad you like it. For Anabel, I'm assuring you that you will have her back." She added.
"I trust you." He smiled.
"Yeah, I'm ready to do anything that will make you happy. Your happiness is all that matters to me."
"What about me? mom." Bella frowned. "You don't care that I'm not yet married."
"I do care, my daughter. You are a very beautiful lady. I want a good son-in-law that will take good care of you. You just have to be patient." The mother replied, and Bella smiled.
"I want it soon," She said.
"Don't worry, the right man will come." She smiled at Bella and continued with her food.
While the three of them continued their meal, Desmond’s phone sat in his room upstairs, ringing and vibrating repeatedly with incoming calls. The deputy manager and others had been trying to reach him, desperate to inform him of the havoc Daniella was wreaking in his company.
The calls went unanswered, the sound muffled by the closed door and the distance from the dining room. Each missed call added to the pile of unanswered alerts, with messages left behind detailing urgent developments. Yet, Desmond remained blissfully unaware.
If only Desmond knew what was happening at his company. The chaos Daniella was unleashing in her bid to assert control. But at that moment, the pressures of the outside world felt far away, replaced by the simple joys of being surrounded by love and delicious food.
Soon, he finished and went back to his room. He didn't bother to check his phone. He took his bath and got prepared to visit the company.
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After Kane had been kicked out by the security guards, Daniella said to herself, "Now I think it's time to know what my prestigious office looks like." She turned to the deputy manager, who was now uncomfortable. "Take me to my office," she ordered.
"Your office?" He asked, confused.
"Yeah, you heard me. My office." Daniella replied.
"I have no idea about that. Do you have an office here?" He asked.
"Don't tell me your sense of reasoning is no longer working. Take me to the CEO's office." She demanded.
"You mean Desmond's office?"
"No, janitor office." She rudely replied. "Don't tell me you are still seeing me as a visitor. I'm your potential boss, the incoming CEO. I want to go and see what my office looks like." Daniella said.
"I respect you so much, Mrs. Daniella, but I’m sorry, I can’t lead you into the office. That office is restricted to authorized personnel only, and I don’t have clearance to give you access." He said.
"Excuse me? It's like you never believed what I have been saying since I came here."
"I understand perfectly, ma’am. But you are not yet the CEO. As for today, Desmond is still the CEO. As far as this company protocol is concerned, being the CEO’s wife doesn’t grant you access to restricted areas. I follow the rules set by the CEO himself. You don't have the power to fire Kane, but I kept quiet because I don't want to step over you. Please change your mind about visiting the office of the CEO." He stated, and Daniella stepped closer and looked into his eyes.
"Let me make myself very clear. I'm not asking you to take me to the CEO’s office. I am telling you. As the future CEO of this company, I have every right to see what will soon be mine. So stop wasting my time and lead me to my office."