Chapter 24: Chapter 24
THE BUSINESS PROPOSAL
~~~~ CANADA - BELLA'S MODELLING AGENCY ~~~~
Mr Brown Belanger sat in his office, ruffling his hair between his hands, he was crazed, he was waiting, impatiently waiting for the bad news, because he was certain that the news would surely come today, the bank would come for the loan that had expired last three months, yet he had nothing he could do to give them a U-TURN back to their office.
Almost everyone was on his neck, he had to pay off his debt, his loans. While he had been conducting the photoshoot was because he still had some money with him, money which was loaned.
He stood up going to the glass balcony facing the roadside, he stood there for almost twenty minutes, gaping endlessly into the air, different things running through his mind, how he would have to give up the company to the bank since he had used it as a collateral.
The bank had ordered for something more reliable, his company would worth a whole lot, they had already heard of the long list of loan he had borrowed from top companies and organizations, he had gone to the bank as his last hope.
After the divorce with his wife, she had pressed for a lawsuit, her demands were that he had to divide his property into half and still pay her a monthly wage for his sons upkeep, he had two boys with his wife. She had shattered him, rendered him useless by pressing for a sum of twenty thousand dollars for his sons upkeep, seven thousand five hundred dollars each for the two boys and the remaining five thousand for herself.
The funny woman had gone far by telling the court, crying immediately that she wanted to start up a business but her husband, Mr Brown Belanger declined, saying she might turn to other men when she had only been a faithful wife to him.
He swore harshly, it was his fault, having to let the woman find out that he knew she had been sleeping with one of Bella's Modelling Agency shareholder.
He wanted everything to be done quietly, but his wife, was just an old witch, how she had found out about his plans, he didn't just know, or maybe... she had been listening to his calls and reading the mails he had been sending to his Lawyer. He frowned, his lips setting in a grim line. Now he knew, now he knew the woman had an upper hand, she was fast to know he had been plotting behind her.
He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't see the white sedan car that drove into the company, bearing on it's body a little trademark of BANK OF CANADA. He walked hastily into his office to grab his medicated glasses to be sure he wasn't seeing wrong.
"Dieu !!, je pensais avoir un peu de temps pour tenir les choses ensemble. Dieu !!, Dieuddddss", - "God!!, I thought I had some time to hold things together. God!!, Godddddss", He groaned.
He went back into his office, picked up his tie from where he had earlier dropped it, wore it around his neck and smoothened it hastily, giving him this peaceful and calm look, like though he hadn't just be panicking earlier before.
He walked to his water dispenser to pour himself a glass of water as he gulped it down, took long, deep breathe to calm himself down so as not to appear panicked in front of the bankers, just immediately, his office phone rang, it was the receptionist.
He didn't let his receptionist finish as he immediately said, "Let them up", he boomed as he banged the receiver back on the table.
Few seconds later he had a firm knock on his door, before the pair walked in, with a smile on their face. Of course they would always smile, he said to himself, it was their signature and topmost responsibility and duty, not to let a customer panick.
He ushered then into his office and to their seat, "Good Afternoon Mr Brown..", they paused, bringing out the files from a big brown envelope.
His brows creased in a frown, as he clenched his fist beneath the table, looking at them, he rubbed his forehead.
"Mhhhm, Good Afternoon to you too, there's no need of saying further. I figured out something, before the end of the week, I would make sure the payment would be sent. Just give me time", he said, still having this somewhat sad expression in his face.
The Manager gave him a you're not serious look, "Mr Brown Belanger, it's three months past the expiry date, we gave you further three months because this is the first time something like this is happening. You always fulfilled your own part of the loan contract even before it's expiration date, that's why I and the Branch head had decided to be lenient with you, but now....", The manger nodded his head negatively.
"We can't go further than this Mr Brown, unless you want me to loose my job", his facial look was looking so deadpanned.
Mr Brown knew he was very serious, there was no way they would give him a further date, they won't shift it, they would not be patient with him more than this.
His friends had warned him about his ex-wife, but he hasn't listen, now, see the mess he had put himself in.
"Mr Brown?", The Bank Manager called three times before he responded, shaking his head like he had been lost.
"Give me today and tomorrow, By Monday if there are no solutions, you could sell the company that same day", He gained momentum.
"What's making you so assured of getting this money?, You weren't able to figure it out throughout the last three months, and suddenly you now have become so serious and sure of yourself", the bank manager said.
"You shouldn't be concerned about that, you should only be concerned about your money, grant me this request of mine and I promise you won't regret, and yes, there would also be interest aside the loan", He replied.
The bank manager and the other banker who came alongside him looked at each other for a little while. They both turned to look at Mr Brandon, packing the document on the table and placing them back into the big, brown envelope.
The bank manager stood up, tapping at the other banker to do same, he adjusted his glasses before speaking, "Monday, Mr Brown, it won't pass Monday. By Monday if nothing's done about it, then we would have no other choice but to take matters into our hands, we have been lenient enough".
"Thank God", Mr Brown said within himself.
He stood up and gave each men a handshake, "It's been nice doing business with you both", he said in an almost shaky voice.
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It was almost 7:00 pm of that Friday night when Mr Brown received a call from an unknown number, at first he was tempted not to pick it, thinking it was one of the companies he borrowed money from, but when it was almost done ringing he decided to pick it up.
No matter what, he had to face all the companies he loaned money from, and he would better start spilling whatever he has to say to them.
"Hello, I know I'm speaking with Mr Brown of Bella's Modelling Agency", a deep voice said from the other end.
"E-er-er-eeerm, Yes, Mr Brown Belanger, I hope to pay you all your money before Monday", He replied hastily.
A deep timbre laughter resonated from the other end of the phone, "Dear Mr Brown, how do you plan on accomplishing that?. You are in a deep loophole, you have two children to cater for, you have an ex-wife whose needs you have to fulfill monthly, you still have tons of workers who you haven't paid their salary for almost three months and hope you know they already set up a committee through which they would report you to the government for withholding their payments. You owe a total of five million dollars, $5,000,000. You have the top most models who other modelling agencies wouldn't waste time in employing them once they file a lawsuit against you, and....", Mr Brown interrupted immediately.
"You need not go further, you sure know how deep in a mess I'm into right now. Now there are just two questions for you in a sentence. WHO ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT?", Mr Brown's voice was conservatively low and tender.
He knew better than to shout, if this person knows all this about him, he could also be a remedy as to why he wouldn't loose his company by Monday.
"Simple, you must not know who I am, but of course I would tell you what I want", The person said.
"So what do you want?", Mr Brown asked, already getting impatient.
"And also what you would get from all of this?, It should be your topmost priority to ask of that also?", the person said.
"Please let's just get with all of this immediately", Mr Brown pleaded.
The man from the other end heard the urgency in his voice, this man could and would do anything just to make sure his company doesn't flop, which already it has, but now, he's fighting to make sure it doesn't get sold.
"Consider your loans paid off, Also, An additional two million dollars if everything goes as planned", the person said.
Mr Brown eyes widened in astonishment, he gulped down the saliva which had formed in his throat like a log of wood.
"Who really is this good Samaritan?", his subconscious questioned, he was happy, but immediately calmed down, since the "SAMARITAN", hasn't said what he wanted from him, he hoped it wasn't something he wouldn't be able to do.
"Ohhh God, thank you sir, thank you very much sir, this is too big, consider anything you want, to be done immediately", Mr Brown was surprised at himself when he said all those, he had wanted to act calm about it, but this huge money wasn't something to be calm about.
"Leilani Gerald, I want you to give her a sack letter, she should be out of your company before Monday", after that said, the line went dead immediately.
Mr Brown was going to think about it, but when he received a whooping sum of Seven million dollars - $7,000,000, he knew immediately that there was nothing to think about.
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