Friday has been one of the best days for Mrs. Joyce, as clients keep trooping in and out of her supermarket.
She kept on attending to them happily, not minding the fact that she hadn't taken her lunch.
She wished in her heart that all the other days would be as favorable as this Friday.
Around three PM, the number of clients seemed to have reduced, and immediately Mrs. Joyce used the opportunity and took her lunch and started eating it.
Catherine had specially cooked the meal for her before leaving for work, despite her refusal.
As she was eating her lunch, the glazier door of the supermarket burst open, and immediately Mr. Jonathan walked.
Immediately after Mrs. Joyce saw him, her eyes widened, and she lost her appetite.
Without hesitating, she dropped the flask containing the meal and walked towards Mr. Jonathan.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Joyce," Mr. Jonathan said while looking around the boutique.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Jonathan," she said in return with a worried tone.
"I know that the delay you gave me to free the boutique is almost approaching, but please give me a little more time; the expenses attached to opening a new supermarket are very high, and I need a little more time to gather enough money for that," Mrs. Joyce explained with a dejected tone, and immediately Mr.Jonathan furrowed his brows in surprise.
"Aren't you aware?" Mr. Jonathan asked in surprise.
"Aware of what?" Mrs. Joyce asked, wondering what he meant.
"The boutique is not mine anymore," Mr.Jonathan replied, and immediately Mrs. Joyce widened her eyes in surprise.
"I don't understand," she replied.
"Well, someone contacted me and asked me to sell the boutique to him, and the price he proposed was higher than that of the first client, so I sold it to him." Mr. Jonathan explained, and immediately Mrs. Joyce's heart started beating.
"And when am I supposed to free the boutique for him?" Mrs. Joyce asked with a worried tone.
"You are not freeing the boutique," Mr. Jonathan informed, and immediately Mrs. Joyce widened her eyes in surprise again.
"Well, the new owner told me not to release you, but he didn't explain the reason to me. He said that he would come and see you; I wonder why he hasn't come yet," Mr. Jonathan said.
"And who is this person?" Mrs. Joyce asked with a surprised tone.
"His name is Jeremiah Bernard, but I don't know much about him." Mr. Jonathan replied. "Or do you know him?" Mr.Jonathan asked inquisitively.
"No, I don't," Mrs. Joyce replied.
"OK, I was heading somewhere, but since the road passes here, I decided to greet you and also use the opportunity to inform you that I will be relocating with my family to England next Monday," Mr.Jonathan informed.
"Wow, that's wonderful. I wish you a safe trip and a happy adventure in England," Mrs.Joyce replied.
"Thanks a lot, and I really enjoyed working with you," Mr.Jonathan informed, and Mrs. Joyce smiled without replying.
Before taking his leave, Mr. Jonathan bought many articles from Mrs. Joyce, but the question that kept bothering her was: "Who is this Jeremiah Bernard?"
The white table in the prestige restaurant was filled with many different types of chilled alcoholic beverages as Daniel and Chris kept emptying each bottle while discussing.
Prestige Restaurant is one of the most famous restaurants in New York City. It was constructed with glaziers in such a way that those inside could see those outside, but those outside couldn't see those inside.
Chris inherited the restaurant and many other of his father's illegal activities after his father's death.
The restaurant was one of the activities that he used as a cover, making people believe that he was a simple businessman, but in reality he was a black snake.
They were both sitting in the VIP area, laughing out loud as they kept discussing
"Bro, do you mean that he threatened to fire you from the company because of an employee?" Chris asked inquisitively while sipping the drink in his hand.
"Bro, you won't understand what I'm going through in that company because Jerry is the CEO." Daniel replied while sipping his alcohol too.
"But Bro, are you sure you weren't at fault because I know your brother well?" Chris asked, and immediately Daniel looked at him angrily.
"What do you mean by that?" Daniel asked while opening a new bottle of wine with the opener.
"Well, what I meant is that your brother is very strict, and I must admit it. When I heard that your dad had handed the company to him, I proposed to him to be among the shareholders of your company, and guess what he told me?" Chris asked Daniel, who was signaling the waitress to come and replace the drinks,
"He said no, right?" Daniel asked with an inquisitive look.
"How I wish that was what he said," Chris replied before emptying the bottle of drink he was holding. "He told me that he would study my profile first and get back to me because he doesn't want anything that will affect the company, and since then he hasn't called me," Chris informed while taking another bottle of drink, and immediately Daniel busted into a round of laughter.
"Maybe he found out about your illegal activities; that's why he didn't call you back," Daniel informed while laughing.
As they were discussing, the waitress came with new drinks that she filled the table with.
"Good afternoon, sir." The waitress greeted Daniel while avoiding his gaze.
"Good afternoon, Lucy. How are you?" Daniel asked her with a warm smile.
"I'm fine, sir," she replied while avoiding Daniel's gaze.
"I'm happy to hear that," Daniel replied, and she faked a smile at him before leaving with the empty bottles.
"Bro, I think that Lucy likes you," Chris informed him while smiling, and Daniel furrowed his brows at him.
"Why do you say so?" Daniel asked while sipping his drink.
"Bro, I see how she looks at you whenever you come here," Chris informed.
"Well, bro, you know I'm a playboy; I'm not into any serious relationships." If not, I would have been married with six children," Daniel informed them jokingly, and they both laughed.
"Bro, if I were you, I would have opened my own company already," Chris informed.
"Well, it's easy for you to say, Where am I going to get the cash to open a company?" Daniel asked Boris, who was emptying the recipient from the bottle into his mouth.
"Ask your dad," Chris replied, and immediately Daniel busted into a round of laughter.
"The old man will shoot me with his eyeball," Daniel informed them, and they both laughed.
"Well, bro, you know it's not only this restaurant that is feeding me," Chris said to Daniel, who nodded in agreement while sipping his alcohol.
"I have other activities that I'm doing too, and if you want, I can get you into the game." Chris informed me while opening the new bottle of drink he took from the table.
Daniel remained silent for some moments, as if he were thinking about what Chris told him.
"Well, bro, I will think about it," Daniel informed.
"Take your time, bro," Chris replied while looking outside through the glazier wall of the restaurant.
"Is that not Jerry?" Chris said to Daniel while pointing in the direction of Jerry and Catherine, who had just come down from the car and were heading inside the mall opposite the restaurant.
"That's him," Daniel replied.
"And who's the beautiful damsel with him?" Chris asked Daniel.
"She's the new marketing manager." She's the one that stained my shirt." Daniel informed me.
"Now I understand why Jerry threatened to fire you," Chris replied, and immediately Daniel frowned at him.
"I too would have done the same if I heard that you splashed coffee on the clothes of a beautiful damsel like her." Chris informed Daniel and looked at him angrily.
"Like seriously?" Daniel asked angrily, and Chris busted into a round of laughter.
"Come on, bro, I'm just pulling your legs," Chris informed him while looking in Catherine's direction once again.
"I hope so, but I never knew that they were going out together," Daniel informed.
"How would you have known while you were busy splashing coffee on her instead of looking for ways to decode her?" Chris informed Daniel teasingly, and Daniel frowned again.
"Bro, can you please stop judging me?" Daniel asked Chris angrily, and Chris busted into another round of laughter.
"But bro, who splashes a cup of coffee on a beautiful damsel like her? By the way, what's her name?" Chris asked while looking in her direction again, but this time around he noticed that she had entered the mall.
"I think I should take my leave now," Daniel informed me while emptying his last bottle.
"But, bro, I was only pulling your legs," Chris informed.
"I know, Bro, I'm not leaving because of that; I have someone's profile to study." Daniel informed me while standing up.
"Who's profile?" Chris asked while sipping his alcohol.
"What do you care about?" Daniel asked Chris while turning towards the exit.
"And who's going to pay for all this drink?" Chris asked Daniel, who was already leaving the restaurant.
"Have a nice day, my friend," Daniel replied before exiting the restaurant.