Mr Dime on his journey for retribution was driving too fast. Today he was to receive his sister who was promised to Crick in his past life but he knew she was naive and meek, while she lived in the shadows of her name, Crick engaged in extramarital affairs and suffered the poor little girl an emotional trauma but he had decided to reverse this situation.
Today Mr Dime had been up since pass midnight and decided to pick a mug of coffee set at his coffee table in his suite, suddenly his phone jolted him back into reality, the phone rang Valerie. He remembered Valerie the spoilt betroth of the heir.
Hello, guess who's back? I just got back from the East Coast,the best tan ever. Anyways let's have lunch later see ya.
All this and not a single word of response from Mr Dime and the other end landed it's call.
A solemn sigh filled the room, such arrogancy, he wondered if this was the apparent lifestyle of the rich or just these arrogant kids, he was definitely going to oblige but things indeed would change.
Sitting by his study, he browse through his computer checking analysis and of course his target first was Mr Crick and tomorrow he would for sure go to his old apartment, he was going to buy it.
The morning came and he was first thing in the headquarters. Mr Thorne? His P.A a young man named Jude spoke. You have a meeting with the Duchess corporation Mr Dexter is representing.
Dexter? Mr Thorne said in surprise, hmmm this was a new one,bits seems as though his memory of his past life is yet not enough to navigate this life.
Mr Dexter what is your aim ,I wonder if you're one of the boards.
Mr Dime left after a few hours , he headed to his dinner date first, on arrival Valerie already puffy and venting with two other ladies.
Thorne what in the world took you so long , I called you like like..all the day, you were supposed to be here about two hours ago.
My apologies ladies, may we have dinner now.
No? Wait till I tell my brother what an arrogant man you are. She stomped her feet like a child on tantrums.
Looking over Jude in confusion. Who's her brother?. It's Mr Dexter Master Thorne.
Hmm was the only reply.
There's no need for that dear Valerie, I have an important meeting with Dexter and we are already delaying.
She calmed down a little still pouting, you owe me a new BLC shoes. Looking over to Jude he moved a step forward and whispered. Those are customized limited edition women shoes.
Ohh, consider it done, may we?
While having dinner Dime suffered over thirty minutes of continuous blabbering. They had some pasta and the young Valarie and hosts which sat a few tables away watched kinly .
Thank God for the intervention of Jude, he was sure his ears were already bleeding from the continuous screeching.
My apologies Valerie,I would take my leave now, I have stayed past time and unfortunately cannot adjourn such important meeting with Mr Dexter.
You shall definitely receive your gift this evening, he took her palm and kissed the back before leaving.
Leaving the restaurant, he had a little chat with Jude about the present and the meeting s.
Soon they arrived at the location and Mr Dexter was already waiting.
I believe you have an odd behavior of keeping the Dexter's waiting, what should we call that Mr Thorne.
Taking his seat amongst the CC group and Duchess corporation.
I didn't know Mrs Megan was a Dexter, besides I had to have lunch with my dear Valerie.
Mr Dexter sense the sarcasm but refrained from continuing.
The meeting was a long one and hectic , analysis, solutions and agreements were made for a new project and Mrs Megan showed off interest for Mr Dime which left Dime wondering what situation was he in, the memories of the then Mr Thorne was still blurry.
Mr Thorne my friend, Dexter called after everyone had disperse from the room.
Mr Thorne turned on his tracks as he was headed to the door.
How many I be of help to you Dexter my friend.
A chuckle was heard from Dexter.
I hope you are treating my sister kindly, you know she's my little sister and a Dexter.
Mr Dexter, I am not involved with you and I'm sure my lovely betroth would have expressed her displeasure already.
We are expecting a candidate from the Duchess corporation by next week to join my corporation, do you have a candidate?.
Do not worry of it, it's sorted already.
A pleasure then Mr Dime said about to reach for the door.
Thorne may I ask for Landon Crick as your company's candidate.
Hmmm, you shall see next week Mr Dexter, nice talk. Thorne left leaving no room for further conversations.
Mr Dime and Jude took the executive elevator to the presidential parking lot. It was late already, evening when the city woke at night, night clubs, bars etc.
Jude? Mr Thorne he replied about to head to the driver's seat .
Go home,I need a drive.
Are you sure sir. Thank you Jude, retire for the night.
Thank you sir he said, he watched Mr Dime drive away before walking off.
Mr Dime drove with great speed in his Maserati, it's been long since he felt the jolt of life, he decided to go to a bar for a little drink before heading to his pent house.
He has his drink in the vip area,he was treated with ought must respect and he watched the ogly eyes of the women like hawks, it was disgusting and irritating sight for him and after a couple of hours he decided to head home to his house.
Driving off already to his penthouse downtown. He packed at the foot of the hotel, already tipsy tossing his keys to the chauffeur. Greeted by the reception and his huge protest for assistance from the women, he found his way up alone and bombed into a young woman on his way out of the elevator, he took the wrong elevator and he got to the wrong floor, he staggered almost pushing down on the young latter.
Oh dear you are wasted, did you not get assistance he heard the voice ask, he was hot and out of sanity and soon he knew something was amiss, he was was drugged, how typical he thought.
Sorry he tried to push back, but a tender warmth engulfed him, he could hardly hear her.
Hey hey, what is your room number.
Penthouse was all he said trying to grab a hold of his surroundings.
You stay in the penthouse? She said.
Mr Dime didn't know what happened next but he was sure he remembered getting to his penthouse.
The next day, Jude was the first face that greeted him.
Mr Thorne?