IMPERIAL GROUP

The top group across the globe, specified in pharmaceutical and biotech, shipping and logistics, real estate, hotels and suites, banking and investment.

Each company's soul are not tied to Imperial by name but if one digs deeper, they are part of the group.

The headquarters is located in the prime view of Rhombus City, the largest building you will find in the city. It's exclusive hotels, suites and villa are attracted to tourists.

The headquarters was lavished with money and workers are scattered everywhere in the building, to them, it is a blessing to work in the capital.

President Greco Giordano walked into the building with his assistant by his side, Sophus.

"Good morning President Giordano".

The staff greeted but got no response from him.

He is the founder of Imperial group, a very influential man at 32 whose source of wealth was a mystery.

He took his private elevator, stoping at his office.

The secretary sighted him coming, adjusted her dressed and greeted, "Good morning President Giordano".

He took a quick glance at Kasey and smirked, going into his office.

He sat down and passed his orders, "Shift the timing with the shareholders for later, I have an online meeting to attend, also, Kasey is banned from attending any meetings or scheduling my plans for a month, stick the red card to her table".

He finally relaxed in his chair.

Sophus was confused for a minute considering his change of plans for the meeting and said, "Boss, the shareholders have been in the conference room for almost an hour".

"If they can't wait, they can pull out their shares, pass my verdict".

He turned on his laptop and the meeting had already started.

Sophus who wasn't amazed, left the office to carry out his orders.

*

The shareholders sat impatiently at the conference room, some were already getting angry while some maintained a cool demeanor.

Sophus walked in and all eyes turned to him.

"The meeting has been postponed for later".

"What?"

"How can he do that?"

"We have been here for almost an hour".

They all raised their voice as they have been wronged.

"If you are not comfortable with the timing, you can pull out your shares"

Sophus passed the message and they all kept quite.

Who would want to pull out shares from a global group?

One of them suddenly spoke up, "Why don't we schedule another time for this?"

Sophus stared at them for a while before speaking up, "Fair enough and a simple warning, you can't keep coming here when your profits are delayed".

"We will return another time".

They all agreed and left, Sophus left the room, heading back to President Giordano's office.

*

The night had creeped in like a thief, the surrounding was silent as a graveyard, outside was a luxurious view as light loomed over everything in sight.

In a dark but cold room where no single light is kept there, Inola was locked up, waiting for her judgement.

She was shivering!

She couldn't see anything and it felt like she had lost her sight.

She has been locked up since morning without food or water.

She has cried till there was no tears left to shed.

She is awaiting her punishment for a crime she didn't commit.

She thought to herself, "Could Isolda have set her up? Or could she have loaned money from them?"

There was no one to answer her questions, she just waited in silence for what is to come.

*

Isolda wasn't settled, she had nowhere to go, she has just little money on her.

She walked aimlessly around searching for an hotel she could pass the night.

She hasn't found any when a car halted by her side startling her. She feared they had come for her.

They carried her into the car and drove off, leaving her little luggage behind.

*

They arrived at the exclusive villa, she was taken inside, and forced to kneel in the lounge, near Mr Tornese room.

Mr Tornese hurried outside immediately, his chest rising and falling in anger.

"You ungrateful child!! You tried to run away thinking I won't find you right?". He yelled in anger.

She thought to herself, "Who is this man? Ungrateful child?".

He shut his eyes, taking in deep breaths before speaking up, "You have just tomorrow to accept the marriage proposal or I deal with you in a way you will forget!".

He turned to his men, "Take her to her room and make sure she doesn't run off again".

The grabbed her, "Leave me alone, I'm not....."

"Shut your stupid mouth!"

She was taken to Inola's room and locked up.

She relaxed for a while, looking round the room.

It was luxurious!

She looked at the photos around the room and she realized it was Inola's room.

She gasped, "Did her father mistake me for his daughter?".

A smirk crept on her face, her heart darkening as she thought of dealing with Inola.

She lounged on the couch, embracing the feeling of wealth.

If she is to get married, she is willing to do it!.

*

Greco settled in his chair in the study room, going through some documents with his glasses on.

His abs and tattoo pecked through the black singlet he was putting on, his wet and damp hair almost covering his eyes. He then leaned backwards his eyes piercing the ceiling.

The loud sound from his phone filled the room.

He swiped right and said nothing.

The caller panicked and the call connected, "Don Greco, there is a bad news".

He said nothing in reply.

The caller proceeded, "The ship carrying the goods was attacked and they escaped with 10 bags".

He took some time to process what he just heard before speaking.

He simply asked, his voice not carrying weighty emotions, "Who was in charge?".

He is the calmest person you will ever know in time of trouble, he speaks less and lets his actions do the talking.

"None of our clan memeber were on the ship but we found a clue on who might be behind this". Aura responded.

Aura is a clan member and also the one who oversees the activities of the clan in The Don's absence.

He exhaled and muttered, "I will be there".

He hung the call afterwards, dailing Sophus's number and he picked at first ring.

"Prepare the jet, I'm heading to the clan". He ordered.

Sophus felt his head spin and asked, "Boss, what about the meeting with The McLaren?"

"Attend the meeting on my behalf"

Sophus suddenly felt the urge to remind him of the girl they brought him, "What dowe do with the girl?"

He was silent for a while before speaking up.

"She is now my possession, I'm keeping her and you know the drill".

"Got it"

The call ended while he went to prepare to head to the clan.

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