The Arrogant Mafia Destiney

Chapter Seventeen

Kent Pov

This is my last attempt to find out what is going on with the sale profits.

Daniel from the legal department has not given me any update as yet about the transaction of the sale profit. 

Now taking matters into my own hands, will either be good or bad.

Dialing Roger's was the last straw. My brother has warned me never to bring Roger anywhere near the family business. 

I don't know why, Keith don't trust Roger, he have never told me the real reason.

But to Keith, Roger has caused one problem after another. He is sneaky and cannot be trusted, Keith said.

I have known Roger since we were going to school. 

He was from a rich family and we were best friends growing up. He has never done anything to physically harm me, but Keith seems to not trust him one bit.

Looking at his number on my phone, was just a press away and his number would be on dialing.

Taking In a deep breath, I press his number, knowing that once I made this call ,there is no going back. 

The phone rang for two minutes before I heard his voice.

‘Long time, I have not gotten a ring from this number’ he said.

‘Hi Roger, It's surely been a minute, how have you been?’

‘Small talks we are doing. Don't you think it's five years too late for that’..

Here we go again, him being bitchy, this has always been our problem ever since we were kids. 

No matter what I do, he always finds something to annoy the crap out of me. 

‘Not today, Roger, seems like old habits never changes’

‘Old, nope, you mean century habits’. So tell me, how can I help the king of the world’. 

Rolling my eyes, I took a deep breath, this was now or never.

‘ I need your help’.. 

The line went silent, a pin could be heard if it was to drop, to how silent the call was you would be able to hear it. 

Moving the phone from my ears was a way for me to see if he was still there.

Waiting for his response was like torture. No sound could be heard. 

I stayed there for what seems like forever.

The clearing of his throat was the only indication that he was still on the line. 

Cold sweat was forming on my forehead, even though the air condition was on the coldest.

Twenty minutes and still no sound. I could see the frost, forming on the window of my office, but still I was sweating like crazy.

Releasing my tie was the only option I had to give me a little ease.

What seems like a life time, I finally heard him laugh. The sinister laughter was so sickening it was beyond recognition.

‘Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh’ laugher.

Roger was laughing so hard that I had to move the phone from my ear. 

My gut twisted, I felt like I wanted to vomit. Bile come to my mouth but I swallow it back down.