One Night With Mr Braxton

” This woman must be crazy! Is she blind? How does one insert himself into such trouble?” A woman beside Emma said, too focused on the confrontation to see the death glare from her supposed gossip partner.

” She is doing what we ought to have done. How do you feel watching such injustice unfold on that woman?” She asked instead, causing the woman to turn in search of her face.

” Can’t you see or are you also blind? This woman is poor and unable to afford the new and improved Steele Shoes. Why is she causing a ruckus and demanding the impossible? She even spoke of involving a lawyer, Ha! As IF she’d be able to foot the bills incurred after losing to such a big-shot company.”

Emma hissed, she couldn’t oppose the fact that if that woman decided to sue Steele Shoes for defective products, the chances of her winning such a suit were similar to none. Steele Shoes was a big fish, she was aware of the millions that went into savings for situations like these which always ended up being judged in their favor. Not that they deserved it, but somehow, the person at the other end, ended up spending a lifetime paying for damages.

No surprise there.

” Woman, except you want to be treated as a criminal, I suggest you wisely choose your battles. Walk away.” The man said in warning.

Mrs. Adams stood firm, not uttering a word, and stood unwavering, despite the threats on her person. ” Where is the manager?” She called out, standing defiantly and leaving no room for further questioning.

” You have no right, none whatsoever, to disturb this business. Leave while you still can.” Another said, ready to take laws into their hands.

Mrs. Adams laughed, it was so striking and confused the onlookers, making them wonder about the identity of the strange woman. ” I dare you, do your worst.” She said, holding a frightening countenance.

Moved to anger, they advanced toward her, aiming to take her by force but were stopped by an unexpected blow to the gut. This woman kicked like a black belt! The face of the security officer morphed into one of intense pain while the other advanced, wanting vengeance for the assault but was met with a kick to the shin.

Ouch.

The situation was reduced to a reality show and the quiet audience became very noisy, having not expected such a twist of events. As a result of the ruckus, the store manager was forced out to take care of the situation. A seemingly haughty woman, having her nose to the air strutted out of the store, trying but failing to mask her displeasure at the scene before her.

” What is going on here? How can I help you?” She said, seeking an immediate solution. ” Nothing to see here, you can all return to your important engagements.” She said to the crowd, unbothered by how rude her words might be construed.

Seeing the drama unfold, the people went about their way, muttering how rude the manager was, canceling the brand, and uploading videos of the kickass woman who fought for the right of another. By the minute, the scandal kept growing while the perpetrators entered the store, into the manager’s office for a ‘settlement’.

Emma, now left by herself, watched Mrs. Adams enter into her family business. Not without a thumb of appreciation which was countered with a point in the direction of one of the supposed incognito bodyguards. Deciding to wait things out, she called the attention of security, motioning outside the mall before heading to the car. She’s had enough drama for one day.

Inside the manager’s office.

” What is the problem? How do you intend to pay for the damages to our image?” The manager screamed immediately after they entered the office.

” One would expect that as a manager, you show some hospitality and regard.” Mrs. Adams spoke, taking a seat without an offer. The woman followed suit, already intimidated by how big the case seemed to have become.

” Who authorized you to sit?” The manager said, seeing red. ” Can you afford such luxury in your local homes? Who are these idiots for crying out loud!” She screeched, losing every ounce of sanity while her phones simultaneously rang. ” Can you see this? Can you hear that?! This is what your stupid acts have resulted in!” She pointed, yelling to their faces.

” No. This is a result of your incompetence. And hostility. Tell me. In what universe does a person treat another with such a level of disregard? What sort of abuse are the Steele Shoes practicing?!” Mrs. Adams’s voice grew as she spoke, having had it all.

” You are both going to tender an apology. First, to the company, second to the two men you violently attacked, and Third to me.” The manager concluded, tired of banter she deemed meaningless. ” Also, you are to sign a document, refuting your earlier claims.” She added.

” I would imagine you called us in to tender a heartfelt apology. Let’s go.” She said to the other woman, ready to leave the office. They both got on their feet but were stopped by a clicking sound. They’ve been locked in. ” If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were hindering my leaving. Correct that impression.” Mrs. Adams said, staring death in the eye.

” Where do you think you are going? You either sign this or-”

” What? You force us?” Mrs. Adams finished off, amused at the bold display of guts.

” I might employ other means.”

*****

Emma was inside the car, waiting for the arrival of Mrs. Adams. It had been well over fifteen minutes and she was beginning to feel worried. Although she was comforted by the display of her strengths a while ago, her spirits didn’t feel at ease with the continued presence inside the store.

It didn’t help that when a security guard was sent to retrieve and inquire about her, they’d been blatantly ignored. Not a word was said about the events taking place within the store and at that moment, Emma realized the value of having a phone and being contactable. She needed a phone, something she could use in reaching out especially when the men, conveniently, didn’t have her contact as they only answered to Mr. Braxton.

A reason she found baseless but didn’t dwell further on it. Suddenly, an idea blossomed in her brain. If they couldn’t get to her, surely, her husband-EHEM-fake-husband was in a better position to do the job.

Despite hating the idea of being perceived as a bride in distress, she was very distraught about the situation of things within. Being the reason she stepped in in the first place, it was only natural she worried about her extended stay in the devil’s lair.

Unknown to her, Mrs. Adams was safe, sound, and doing the lord’s work. Far in need of saving. Inside the Steele Shoes store, there was a ruckus, one that Emma had missed as a result of her return into the car. The reason for the ruckus was none less than Mrs. Steele. Her step-mother!

The videos online had gained strong footing and the netizens called for the immediate shut of the Steele Shoes branch, effectively tarnishing the image of the brand, including Talia! Mrs. Steele was by the corner when the case was reported to her and due to the manager’s refusal to pick up the call, she decided to make an appearance and treat things herself.

The only problem was, she didn’t expect to meet such a tricky situation. Her manager had stepped on Braxton’s family’ toe! She was stunned when she met the personal aide of the Elder Mrs. of the Braxton’s home being held hostage by her manager. All she saw was red. How could she explain such an occurrence?

” Mrs! You are welcome to” Before the manager could properly greet her, a resounding slap was heard. Effectively shutting the mouth of the manager who fell to the ground in surprise.

” How dare you?! How dare you create such a mess?!” Came the thundering voice of Mrs. Steele, furious beyond reason. Now, the supposed prisoners had become spectators, they didn’t even have to lift a finger!

” I’m sorry ma, I’m so sorry, I was working on clearing up the”

Slap! The manager was once again stopped by the abusive palm of Mrs. Steele. Her face burned the shade of a tomato while her head reeled from the force and pain of the slap. Was her palm made of steel?

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The manager felt all shades of confusion but knew better than to question her authority, turning towards the very people she’d brought to teach a lesson, she fell to her knees, stripped of her pride as she begged earnestly. ” I’m sorry. Please, forgive my mistake, it will never happen again.” She pleaded with tears in her eyes, a bye product of the abusive slaps she suffered from her boss.

Mrs. Adams didn’t bother replying while the others felt shocked. The change of events happened so quickly that she couldn’t even keep up with everything.

” I’m sorry, Mrs. Adams. Forgive this little mistake today, I promise to take better care of my employees in the future.” Mrs. Steele apologized with gritted teeth, feeling angry at her employee for putting her in a position where she had to apologize to a servant to save face.

” I’m the last person offended.” She replied, correcting the impression. ” This woman aired her grievances and was treated uncouthly, I only stepped in to help her cause.” She added, motioning towards the woman.

Mrs. Steele felt another wave of anger wash over her. Before her coming, she’d been briefed of the situation and only went forward hoping to preserve whatever bit of relationship or face she had with the Braxton household. As a result, she had somewhat gotten roped into a situation she had paid millions to cover because of a servant who couldn’t read the room and a stupid manager.

Now, she had nowhere to turn to, she’d been put under the spotlight. ” I apologize for the situation. Whatever you need shall be provided to you as a show of how sorry I am.” She managed to say.

The woman, stunned to have received an apology from the Brand’s CEO, took a moment to gather her thoughts, ” I don’t want anything, I just wanted to inform you that the shoes were defective and the harm incurred to my child.” She stated sincerely while Mrs. Steele mentally rolled her eyes. ” If you could look into that and ensure that no one else suffers such pain from the affordable Steele Pairs, that would be great. The Steele shoes have a reputation for producing beautiful, quality, and affordable shoes, you should do well and put it to mind in future productions. That’s all I need.” The woman finished strong, maintaining her voice while Mrs. Adams looked on proudly.

It was safe to say her job here was done.

” Thanks for your most valued feedback.” Mrs. Steele said, reeling back the sarcasm that threatened to leak through her words. ” Again, I apologize.” She added, and to Mrs. Adams, ” Please extend my greetings to the family, I apologize for today’s events.” She spoke with the fakest smile she could muster.

” Thank you, Mrs. Steele.” She replied and without another word, headed out of the store with a happy woman hot on her trail. Meanwhile, the manager was far from happy, Mrs. Steele shared her disposition.

” You are dismissed.”