1 Prologue

In the CEO office stood a man in his early 60s,he was dressed in a dark matched suit, conservative tie and a leather dress shoes. The man was holding a piece of documents in his right hand, dusty echoed anger burning through him,as he went through the documents.

Suddenly the office door opened and a pretty woman appeared in a wheelchair. She looked so attractive on makeup. She had a wonderful glossy skin, completely flawless. Her hair was vulcanite black and it plunged over her shoulders. She had a pure hazel attractive eyes that fit perfectly in their sockets.

"Dad, why...why...are you at the compan..." She was harshly cut off by the man who was already pissed off.

"Do I need your permission before coming to my own company".

"What the hell is this?".He asked throwing the documents at her. "I just asked you to secure a contract between Glorious Enterprise and our company, but you couldn't even do it. What is the use of keeping you in the company?" He shouted at the lady in front of him.

"Dad,I can explain. I had my reason...

"There's no good reasons for you to disobey my words. It like you,rebelling against me".

"Dad!"She cried out, tears collected on her lashes.

"Go ahead and play the victim, it what you are good at anyway. But this would be my last warning as a father who truly cares about his bloodline. Don't ever make a decision that will harm any of my companies. He said firmly. And walked out of the office.

"Sir, were are we heading to?". A man dressed in a plain black suit asked, getting the attention of Mr Miller Garcia.

Mr Miller Garcia is widely considered to be the most successful investor in the country. Not only is he one of the richest men in the country,but he also has the financial ears of numerous governors and country leaders. When Garcia talks, country markets move based on his words.

"Which country is MIA staying right now?".Mr Miller asked,as he walked elegantly.

"She is currently in Paris. And she's working on a project called runways. With IMG modeling agency". He replied walking behind him, trying unsuccessful to keep up with his long strides.

"I only asked for the country". Mr Miller said, his eyes mocking him.

"That's right, I thought you would like to know the details sir". He replied bowing his head in embarrassment.

"I was only joking. make MIA come back home this weekend".Mr Miller stated.

"Yes sir". The man replied firmly.