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Kendricks POV

I threw my bag and self on the sofa and sigh, resting my head on the couch headrest.

"You are home already" I heard ma asked and I hmm a response.

"What's wrong?". Her voice turned low and she began to stroke my hair.

Did you lose the deal?" she asked.

I suck in a breath and closed my eyes.

"It's okay, don't get worked up. It happens". she came to sit beside me.

"Yes but this was very important for our business". I said in a tired voice.

"And there's no business that doesn't encounter a loss". She tapped my lap and I knew what it means. I stood up and sat down on the floor in front of her and she began to message my head.

"Now relax and stop feeling worked up".

I closed my eyes and let her magic hands work their wonder. Whenever I am in stress, nothing calms my nerves and mind more than a massage from her.

This woman has done alot for me in these years and she's still doing it. She made me her son and took care of me more than my own blood could. She and her husband has never for once has never made me feel like am not their real son.

I love her with all my heart she's my mom, My ma.

My eyes started becoming heavy as sleep began to invade my being.

"You are tired Rick, go and get some sleep". She stood up.

I also did the same and headed for the stairs then I heard her shouted "but freshen up first".

I chuckle at her she use to tell me that I stink during university days with all the puberty, adolescent and hygiene lectures I have gotten from her.

As if schools own wasn't enough.

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I woke up to my phone buzzing under my pillow. I groan and threw my head backwards and reach under it.

I cleared my throat and answered "Tell me".

"Sir, I have been able to find out who will be working with those investors".

"Who is it?"

"Sir, it's scar". He informed

That one word was enough to make me stand up from bed in a flash.

Darn it!

"What the heck". I grabbed a vase and threw it against a wall in a fit of rage.

"Scar, scar, scar. who the F* is scar?" I shouted into the phone

"Sir, I don't know. He's a very powerful business man and his identity hasn't been known to the world so far except for those he does business with". He told me from the other side.

"Find out and I don't care how but find out who scar is". I ordered again and threw my phone also against a wall.

I am filled with frustrated and anger. That God damn scar has been stealing all my investors and clients  for the past year. Before I took over the company it was my dad who has been complaining about him.

And now that I am in charge he wants to ruin our business but I will not let him succeed. I will have to find out who the fuck he is and why is he hell bent on destroying what took my dad years to build.

"Rick, what Happened?" Ma asked entering my room worriedly.

I soften my face and took and cupped her face with both hands " it's nothing" I smiled.

I have to soften my anger even when a volcano is erupting in me because I can't, I just cannot bear to see worry on her face.

When a young boy whose life was filled with maltreatment, hunger and bullies found a peaceful loving and caring home.

What more could I have asked for? . They are my world and I have grown more to confirm that.

"Where's dad?"

She didn't look convinced but just gave me a small smile. "In his room".

I nodded walked pass her.

"What". He stood up from his chair and began to Pace.

"What is going on here?" He asked.

"I don't know dad." I replied in a tired voice.

" We can't afford too much loss now otherwise..."

"I won't let our business just die, you have worked hard for that company and I will not let anything happen to our business" I made it seriously clear.

" I know son, but as long as we have that scar on our tail, anything can happen"

"We are just as smart, and intelligent as he is. Business is business dad and I will make sure he taste defeat". I assured with a frown.

He sighed, then a smile thinned his lips.

"I am very proud of you Rick, And am very grateful that you came into our lives". He hugged me Patting my back.

I hugged him back but my mind was trying to figure out how I was going to handle everything.


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