Right from my office, I could hear the exasperated bellow of Sarah Canon in the reception and I stayed pit unwilling to come out because I knew Zion and my host of security personnel were handling it.
“Oh! No! No! Please I must meet with the richest man!” she howled and stamped her feet impatiently on the floor not forgetting to cast an inspective gaze on the credit card each time she wailed.
Zion yelled at the first time. He couldn’t stand Sarah shouting and creating a scene in my office, “Sarah or whatever you call yourself, how many times am I going to tell you to fill a form and queue up if you want to see my boss, uh?” The veins on his brow bulged.
Sarah couldn’t stop pacing up and down the reception, stroked her long unkempt hair each time Zion countered her impatience and intention to see me ahead of other clients .
“Please, Mr. Man!” she sounded very arrogantly and rolled her eyes at Zion,, “I can’t fill the visitors form all because I want to meet with my fiancée. Don’t you know me anymore? It is me Sarah Canon,” she pointed at herself, “This is a matter of urgency. Please I can’t join the queue otherwise I may not be seeing Mike Don in the next six months…” she cast a troublesome gaze across the crowd in the reception and shook her head. “Please…”
Zion stamped his feet and she was interrupted, “You are daring me, Sarah. This is Saint Don Group and there is orderliness here. This is not your bankruptcy Canon Group where fire out break takes place as if it is a kitchen. Do you understand me? You must fill the form before you see the world richest man.” He pointed across the crowd of clients well-seated at the reception, “Most of the clients you see have more pressing needs than you yet they have never made a noise…”
Sarah howled at him, “Perhaps you don’t know the dilemma I am faced with now. I am in a deep mess. It is a matter of life and death. Please I must go in right away to meet with the world richest man. It is only he that can proffer solution to this.” She raised her credit card, “Please let me go into the office!” she wailed and quickly pounced on her feet like a cat to advance into my office.
“Excuse me ma’am! A security interrupted her and came on her way, “What the hell do you think you are doing, uh? Have you filled the visitors form? If You have filled the form, can I have your pass code before you go into the office of the world richest man?”
Sarah stood dead-struck, gaping at the hefty, hostile-looking, macho man in suit who gazed down to her for his height. She snorted, lowered her gaze on the credit card once again and trembled within herself.
Zion chuckled mockingly and drifted to her side, “Listen up Sarah canon, I don’t want to get you embarrassed because you are a lady. But if you think we are going to jump protocols because of you, then you must be joking. Our boss, Mike Don has issued out a mandatory order which all clients, including Sarah Canon must obey before seeing him..”
Sarah’s eyes were so welled with tears that her eyes reddened and lips trembled within her jaw. She sniffed repeatedly and molded her arms, “Please I believe you know who I am to mike don…”
“You are nothing to me, Sarah Canon!” I interrupted her , the moment I came out through the exit door of the reception, and all eyes came upon me before everyone bowed in unison and hailed me the world richest man.
Sarah was awed. She glared around, caught every head bowing at once and she was dumbfounded to see the power and honor my wealth commanded.
Promptly she went on her knees and held out the credit card, “Please my dear fiancée…”
I interposed her, widened my gaze at her and yelled, “You must be silly in the ass for ever calling me your fiancée. Mark my words Sarah. I have called-off the wedding and if that is your reason for disturbing the peace at my office I am sorry to disappoint you!”
She shook her head in disapproval, molded her arms and managed to say, “As regards your calling off the wedding which I was so much drowned into, I have accepted my fate, but please my reason for coming is because of this credit card.” She raised it to my view as though I hadn’t noticed it.
She wanted to speak yet further when I interposed her, “What about it, Sarah. I don’t know why you keep pestering me , uh, I have given you the one trillion dollars you demanded for your bankruptcy company , so why are you here now?”
She sobbed briefly before sounding, “Mike Don is not true. I went to the bank to cash the money and the balance states that it is only half a million dollars that is in it. There is nothing like one trillion dollars on this card. Please what could be happening? I need one point five million dollars very urgently for my father’s medical bills and I stand to lose him of I don’t deposit that money for treatment to commence…”
“Keep shut you kitten!” I snapped and she shook. Clapping my hands mockingly, I sounded yet further, “Were you expecting me to give my enemy one trillion dollars just like that, uh? I rather take that money out in the street and share it among beggars than give it to you, because you don’t deserve any good from me!”
She tossed her head as she writhed in disappointment and shame, “No! No! Mike Don don’t do this to a poor, jaded soul like me. You gave me an instruction to sell our mansion and all the cars and bring the proceeds to you so you could add to it. I obeyed you because I trusted you. Now where is the money?”
I chuckled, “The money is the half a million dollars on the credit card. You can use that one. I can’t give you even my cent because you don’t deserve it. Now may I warn you for the very last time. Today should be the last time you will show up your ugly face at the saint don group to disturb my peace!”
“No! No! Mike Don!” she wailed at the tops of her voice….