Must Read: As Deep As The Sea

Episode 7 years ago

Must Read: As Deep As The Sea

Gbenga Lewis took his time to climb the flight of stairs that led to the CEO’s office. His tall lanky frame was clad in a white long sleeve T.M. Lewin shirt and black shiny pants with a matching white and black striped tie. His black Italian shoes made little or no noise on the marble stairs.
He received a call from Mr. Daodu after the morning devotion. He was a bit puzzled why the CEO wanted to see him. He hoped it had nothing to do with the documents he audited the day before. He had gone through the figures a zillion times and had arrived at the same conclusion.



Shalewa, Mr. Daodu’s personal assistant, was seated at her desk as usual. She smiled when she sighted him and pointed at the CEO’s door. He nodded and knocked at the door.
“Come in.”
He heard the CEO’s voice, turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.


“Good morning sir.”
Osagie Daodu was seated behind his mahogamy desk, chatting amicably with two women. He acknowledged him and leaned back on his black leather seat.


Gbenga noticed the two women seated, one was Mrs. Daodu, the next in command in the company and the other, she looked familiar, but he doubted if they had met.
“Good morning ma.”
“Morning Gbenga,” she smiled at him.
He turned and met the other woman’s dark gaze, “Good morning.”
She nodded and looked away. ‘What is with me and tall fair in complexion men? God deliver me.’ She tried to act cool and calm.



A frown creased his brow. Why didn’t she reply? What was she feeling like? He was sure he was older than her. Why do young people lack respect these days?
“Gbenga I want you to meet my first daughter.”
His boss’ voice drew him out of his thoughts. First daughter? He had met Gift Daodu. He didn’t know she had an elder sister. He had thought Prince and Gift were the only children of the Daodus.



“She will be with us for a while. She would be supervising our Public Relations department.



Please show her around and introduce her to everyone.”
“All right sir,” he glanced at her again. She looked too young to be handling a whole department. She wouldn’t be more than twenty-five or twenty-six years if he wasn’t mistaken.


He hoped Mr. Daodu knew what he was doing.

“Promise, Gbenga Lewis is the head of the Accounts department. He has been with us since he graduated from the university five years ago.



He served in this company and we retained him.”
“Really?” She met his hazel gaze. Her heart skipped and her throat went dry.
“I am ready when you are,” he forced a smile.
She cleared her throat and faced her parents, “Catch you two later.”



“All right sweets,” her mother winked at her.
“Welcome to Red Flower Textile Company,” her father saluted her.
She chuckled and walked out of the office with Gbenga.