I love you Holando group.
I love you new york city
And i love you Holland Paul
Any press conference Mrs. Paul held, this was known to be her finishing touch before she makes her way down the podium. She was the wife of the billionaire Mr. Holland Paul.
Most people never believed young and wealthy couples would last, that was until they met this couple. They were really a team.
Well, that was until Mrs.Paul's passing five years ago. A car accident had claimed her life and for those five years it had been rumoured that Mr. Paul joined her soon after.
These past years had been the hardest. He ghosted the world for these years. No camera or magazine had even discovered his way about. He went off from social media and it was believed that he was dead.
Up until the public relations team of the Hollando group announced that Mr. Paul would be giving a speech at the gala after his five years of absence.
The media went crazy. Business men who taught they were still in the 90's brought there daughter's so they would introduce themselves to the young handsome billionaire. No one would actually blame them for trying to save their company. Seeking a merger from Hollando group would do them alot of good. it was reported that any company that merges with them always gets their ROI in less than 4 years.
Which made Hollando group picky with their choices.
It was a full hall already. Even though the gala was held to raise funds for under privileged children in Gaza during this trying times but it seemed all attention was on the man who had ghosted the world.
Holand Paul's POV
I specifically warned Nanny Best and my personal assistant Raul that I'm okay just sending a token to support. They insisted this was the right opportunity to make my appearance after 5 years of working from home.
Only my P.A and nanny knew how i was doing and where i was. I made it so because one of the pecks of being popular is that when grief strikes, the media won't allow you to grief in peace.
A week after Rachel's passing the daily news were already talking about my biggest investment move. It was as if they all forgot about her real quick.
I knew everyone had a life to live but i didn't want to forget her that easily, i didn't know it would be this fast. These past years were really tough on me.
Slowly her scent just disappeared from the house and that gave me a huge scare. I kept some of her belongings so i could keep her scent close to me but i couldn't defeat time. Everything disappeared. It became too painful that i had to remove all her pictures because the grief was slowly turning me into a zombie.
I took their advise. When i opted for a slot to give a speech in the gala for the night.
I must say they didn't see that one coming. They were both overjoyed and a little bit held back.
But why now? Raul asked.
"I guess I've always had a soft spot for the kids living in Gaza." I sarcastically remarked.
I actually regret my decision now. I've loosed my tie 5 times or even more since i walked into my car. Everything seemed wrong. I can't believe I'm having a stage fright now.
The press is going to go crazy once i step out from this car in 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, .....
"Ladies and gentlemen men the CEO Mr. Holand Paul" Mark introduced as he made his way down the podium.
Ehmmm, hey, it's been a minute guys. 5 years is a long time. I want to say a big thank you to everyone who held the fort. Damn, i really missed your faces apart from you Raul. You were always in my house I'm so tired of seeing your ugly face.
That was a good joke and it was off script. I needed to ease the tension. Thank God i did.
The click click sound from the camera's was annoying and it was like i wasn't seeing the projector that was to display my speech. I was so nervous, my palms became so sweety and my clothes felt so heavy on me. Everything became so blurry, i prayed the ground opened to swallow me.
I just did it. I stormed out of the building. Thank God for the secret exit. I swear every building project i embark on from today I'm going to install one of these secret passages. As i escaped from the gala I wondered what the headlines would read by the end of the day.
"Holland develops stage fright after loosing his wife"
I followed the back entrance away from prying eyes. Was about using the secret elevator when my access card slipped from my fingers.
Reaching out to pick it up, another hand beat me to it.
She handed me the card "i gatch you Mr. Holland." She said.
"Thank you" i said grabbing the card but my eyes were now locked in to her's.
What the hell. Am i now seeing things? Is this
"RACHEL" I called.
"No sir, I'm on your security detail, my name is Miriam." She replied.
She looked exactly like my late wife. It was almost as if Rachel came back to life.
"I'm so sorry, you look alot like my late wife" I felt so embarrassed.
