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Three Months
Chapter Seven

When Mrs. Coker saw the doors open, she saw Damien walk into the hall approaching them. He looked handsome. Every other person seated, especially the ladies, all stared at him with cow eyes, mesmerized as he walked past them.

‘That’s my son. So handsome no matter what he wears.’ She thought proudly and immediately, clapped Vivian on her hand saying, “Look, he’s here.”

Vivian turned her gaze towards the entrance and saw him as her face immediately lit up in smiles. “Oh, here he comes.” She said, excitedly.

“Hello son.”

“Good evening, mum.” He greeted and sat down as Vivian turned to him, eyes beaming with excitement.

“Hello, my prince.” She blushed.

“Hi.”

“I was worried you weren’t going to come.”

“I got caught up in traffic. You haven’t ordered yet?” He asked taking the menu into his hands.

“No. we were actually waiting for you.”

“Alright! I’m here now. Let’s make our order.” They picked up their menu to select what to eat.

Days later…

Inside the company, when Lauren passed though the hallway leading to the storage room, she stopped by the window of the Human Resources Department.

Peering through the transparent glass, and scanned the inside of the room. She saw some people; most of them just lazing around, and some sleeping. Thinking of what to do, an idea struck her. She moved to lift their spirits up and took out her cell phone from her pocket and turned up the room by playing Kiss Daniel’s “Good time”.

The song which had begun playing drew their attention as they raised their heads and saw her moving to the beat. She entered the office beckoning them to join her. Reluctant at first they felt, but one by one, they started to get up approaching her as they danced gleefully.

At the same time, while inside the CEO’s office, Damien was signing on some documents, when he noticed Lauren wasn’t there.

“Where’s Lauren?” He asked.

“She went out to get coffee.” Helen answered. “Should I call her?”

“No.” Damien could hear clapping sounds and cheerful laughter coming distinctively from the hallway. “Did you hear that?”

“Hear what, sir?” George asked with a puzzled look as Damien got up...