Chapter 51: Chapter 51

UNFORESEEN PLAN

Farouq walked aimlessly around the hall in a hurried step while his bodyguards followed suit. The hall was richly decorated, a partition divided the hall into two sections, a part for the elites and the other part lower classed who had just come to try their luck and also see how the auction sale would go.

While the music boomed the strippers danced sensuously, wrapped around the pole, flashing their tits provocatively at the men.

Farouq walked into the elites partition, grinning from ear to ear at the men who were being entertained by the female dancers.

"Bring in more wines and grilled meats for them, the occasion is going to commence now...." he shouted across the room for the bar workers, before walking ahead to hand shake the men in the room.

His lips spread even wider when his eyes met with Mr Bakar, a well known business mogul in the game... he crossed the table and walked towards him.

"He would be the perfect buyer." Farouq said to himself.

"Ohhh Good day, Good evening.... It's a pleasure meeting you here." he greeted, taking a seat besides the Business Mogul.

"Of course yes, where would a business minded person be, if not in this place... it's really a fortune and I still don't fathom why you are going to auction it out. Maybe there's something going on within that pushes you into auctioning it out, sales problems?" Mr Bakar questioned as he crossed his legs atop each other.

Farouq didn't answer, he seemed to have slipped out of consciousness that even a tug on his hands by Mr Bakar didn't bring him out until he pinched him hard on his thighs did he suddenly jerk his eyes, arching an eyebrow at him.

Mr Bakar repeated his question, "So?."

"Ahhhh Mr Bakar, you of all people should know the estimate of what we sell daily and it's location is in the middle of the city, making it top one....." he paused for a while before he continued, "This oil company ranks top twenty in Asia. See it as a gift to the society, the society has given me much and this is the best way I could pay back..... You also know the commonest news.." he scratched his hair.

"That you don't have a HEIR?" Mr Bakar retorted.

"That would be the second reason." Farouq husked.

"Your daughter should marry a man who would take over, or rather, plan an arranged marriage with the most suitable suitor, someone who would navigate this company to a blooming height." Mr Bakar took out a cigarette stick from it's pack, light it up and stretched his legs.

Farouq eyed the man furiously beneath the looking facade. Was the man here to rub it on his face that his daughter can't ever get a suitable suitor because she had tarnished her image by working in a pornography industry?, Or maybe rub it on his face of his inability to have a son who would take over his assets when he was gone. He felt hot rage boiling in him.

"Take heart Sheikh Farouq, I would make sure your company doesn't fall in the wrong hands... if you understand what I mean." Mr Bakar grinned.

"It's a long night to go, do enjoy your stay here."

Farouq stood up pissed but tried not letting his emotions show in his face, the both men took a swift now at each other before Farouq left.

By Mr Bakar's last words, Farouq knew what the man implied, that he would make sure the opportunity doesn't pass him by and would fight tooth and nail for it.

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"Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen," he paused looking around, then a wide grin appeared on his face, "Ohh sorry for the brief pause, I needed to be sure there were females here and of course there are.. Welcome, welcome, welcome.. our main reason of coming here is about to start, in the next thirty seconds after a brief talk." He nodded at his boys to scan the area, to make sure they scan the venue and make sure there was no foul play or incident that would make the auction bid a failure.

When he was sure it was all good he continued, "So as you all know, I'm a very good man with the progress of the country at heart, I can and would make sure the community and the country grows more than we currently are... and auctioning this company to the right person is one way of doing that as you all know I don't have a son to take of from where I stop when I'm gone...." he took out his face towel and wiped his face and the hall which was somewhat noisy before became quiet.

A gentle and reassuring brush on his shoulder, made him neglect the facade he was putting on for the audience and continue with what he was saying.... "We're all going to merry, no bad feeling, the bid starts now......" he motioned for the company wardens to come along.

"$100,000,000, a hundred million dollars." a voice shouted from the crowd. The crowd roared loudly as the first person said.

"Five hundred million dollars." Mr Bakar roared.

"One billion dollars." another voice said, the hall died down immediately, everyone trying to see the person that called such huge price, where the unknown man sat was dark, no one could see a glimpse of his face, even Sheikh Farouq was trying to get a glimpse of the face of the recent highest bidder.

"One billion and eight hundred thousand dollars." Mr Bakar countered.

Everyone turned to look at the unknown man's face, to know if he would counter it, there was a defeaning silence, if a pen dropped everyone would swivel their heads to look where it dropped.

"Five billion dollars." The unknown man retorted.

Five minutes passed no one tried countering him or debating further, it was an outrageous sum even Mr Bakar couldn't afford bidding more, he swiveled his head to look at the man who was his highest competitor for the night, he smiled and laid back on the couch.

Sheikh Farouq grinned, his eyes meeting with Mr Bakar, there was a smug smile on his face, he never wanted Mr Bakar to be the highest bidder after the indirect insult the man had said to him before the auction even started

Mr Bakar noticed the look of triumph in Sheikh Farouq's eyes and ducked his head low, scrolling through his phone.

"Going, going gone." Farouq roared loudly as the audience began cheering and applauding for the Unknown man who bid the highest.

Immediately the lights went off.

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Farouq had arranged a meeting with his board of directors and their teams, he was officially going to hand over his company to the newest owner. He didn't like it one bit, but if it was going to make his brother angry, he was ready to do it and if he was given a chance to take such decision, he swore with his life that he was going to do it over and over again.

Farouq had always felt like the black sheep of the family, while Sheikh Abdul had two sons for himself, he had only a child and what pains him mostly is the fact his only child is a female. While Sheikh Abdul's children were all prospering, making names for themselves in the business world, his only child had offered herself to a porn industry. He felt cheated.

He felt his brother had never regarded him for once or cared about his feelings, always choosing his son over him and was ready to forfeit their family company just for Rashid.

While the board of directors were all seated in the conference room, Farouq kept glancing at his wrist watch time from time, it was half past two, a meeting scheduled by twelve and Mr Brown Belanger hadn't arrived. Everyone had already started murmuring, ranting about how much things they have to do asides seating in a conference room waiting for someone.

While they were still grumbling and murmuring, the door to the conference room opened, at that moment Sheikh Farouq was still scrolling through his phone, but when he looked up, he saw the last person he expected to see and he had a triumphant look on his face, hie eyes crinkling at the corners with hands rooted deep by the sides of his pocket.

At that moment Farouq knew he had been gamed, from the start he had been gamed.

He blinked his yes to make sure he wasn't hallucinating or seeing double, but he wasn't. His eyes met with Rashids'.

Rashid Zadir!, the highest bidder for last night's auction.