Someone opened the door using the passcode. He came inside, it became apparent that it was Troy. "Welcome," Zemira greeted him. She was standing near the door waiting for the breakfast to prepare. She asked, "Where were you, Troy?" Investigation of a mom from her elder son get started. Besides, she knew exactly where he was, but she still asked to see his response.

Her eyes had the same colour as that of Troy's and her golden hair falling gracefully on her shoulders.

Troy answered, "You know I was out of the city for work."

Mom answered, "Of course, I know. Thank God, I have not gone senile yet. But tell me why did you take so long?

Troy hugged her, "It was necessary."

She rolled her eyes, and Troy raised his eyebrows and exclaimed surprisingly, "What?"Mom laughed at his pose, he was looking damn cute.

They both sat down in their spacious living room. It had a cosy fireplace at middle of the toom. It was big for moving around and whatever you wanted to do. It had a brown big sofa's on which they seated, with glass windows and some of their family pictures on the wall. It had a TV set, a carpet, some curtains on windows and a lamp on the table.

She continued, "Don't tell me you found a bride there, and are keeping it a secret," Mom grinned and continued, "I know you, you're not going to reveal it that easy. Look if you like her, that's fine."

He chuckled.

"Come on, I'm not asking for much. She shall look decent, have an education, be able to deal with you, and respect her elders, that's all," Mom expanded her wish.

"Really, I was there for just work. Now forget about me, tell me about you. Are you doing fine?" Troy tried to change the direction of the topic.

"How can I be? Living under the roof where there is no woman other than me, how can I be fine?" Mom sadly yelled.

"So what?" Troy answered carelessly.

Mom angrily responded, "Come on."

"Oh my God, you're so cute. By the way where is dad?" Troy giggled.

Mom answered, "I will check on him, he's in the room."

When she entered the room, Mr.Leander was wearing his coat. He was standing next to the window in front of the dressing table. There were perfumes and all makeup items on the table. There was a flower pot sitting on the corner.

Mom steamed as she saw he was getting ready, "Really, you can't just be getting ready."

He exclaimed, "Don't tell me I'm slow."

She explained, "See, I got ready before you and on time. Can't you hurry a bit, please? Troy is already here. He is staying for breakfast. He is waiting for you as he's punctual. Let's not make him wait."

He held her hand, "So you want to say I enjoy making people wait?"

They both chuckled. They went back to the lounge where Troy was present and waiting for them.

"Good morning, Son!" Dad greeted.

Troy stood up and hugged him, "Good morning, daddy."

Dad asked, "How did the meeting go?"

Troy answered, "The last one was fine; I didn't sign the deal with them. The Whites are next."

They sat down again.

Dad answered, "Ah...its okay, the meeting is today, right? Anyways, where is Adrian?"

Adrian was his younger brother, naughty too because he had a sword in the form of Dad and a fort in the form of his elder brother, Troy.

Troy said, "I forgot. I'm going to wake him up. Maid Avery told me that he came early in the morning and went straight to sleep. that's why I'm suspicious."

Mom interfered, "If he came back just this morning then we should let the child sleep."

Dad added, "Why should we let him sleep? Go and wake that punk up. He shall come to the meeting as well."

Mom begged, "Let him sleep."

Dad answered, "Indiscipline has its price as well, right honey? He'll have to go sleepless today."

The argument ended by sending Troy to wake him up. Mom and Dad were reading the newspaper while waiting for the breakfast. After a while, Adrian and Troy both came to the lounge where they were expecting.

They were informed by Avery that the breakfast was ready. All of them went towards the dining room. The dining room was furnished with a large dining table and a number of dining chairs with its eye-catching silver colour and elegant structure. There was a buffet table attached to the wall. A lamp and a flower pot were there on the table. They sat in their seats and started eating.

Dad announced, "Now that the whole family is here, I want to tell you something."

Troy and Adrian looked at each other's face in curiosity. Dad continued, "I have decided to retire. I will just come and go to keep my eyes on you, and three months from now, I'll actually quit."

Adrian noted while taking a bit of his toast, "I don't really get it. What's going to happen after three months?"

Dad clarified, "I'll look at your performance and decided who will be the head of the company."

Troy expanded, "But you don't need to do that; we both can lead very well together."

Adrian mumbled, "I agree."

Dad shooked his head, "There has to be only one head, Troy. Even if you're siblings, if there's a dispute-who will decide in the end?"

Adrian agreed, raising both his hands, "Dad is right, Bro. There should only be one boss, and that will be you; I can continue my life as it is."

Troy snickered, "This is not the time for jokes, Adrian."

Mom interfered, "Yes, your dad is speaking of an important matter. Listen, Just like your father who built our company from a zero, and now you both are seeing its success as well, in the future, you'll do the same."

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Florence was seated in the backseat of the car and was busy scrolling through the new products of her favourite makeup brand on her phone. The phone fell down on her lap as the car jerked and stopped abruptly. The driver came out of it and opened the board to find out the reason. The driver took a lot of time so Florence came out of it and asked from the driver, "What happened?"

He informed, "No water left."

Florence resolved, "Then add some, and let's go."

He informed, "The car needs to be cooled down."

She closed her eyes, trying to swallow the anger that was piling up inside her. She was going to attend the meeting with Davies, and the car was making problems for her.

Florence steamed, "No way, I'll be late."

He advised, "I'll request you another car from the company." He took out his phone.

Florence was pissed, "Leave it, leave it. That will take time. I'll just take a taxi." She took out her purse and after kicking the tire out of anger, she walked away.

"Mr. Arrogant will complaint to mom if I'm late," she whispered.

When Florence reached her destination, Troy was already in the meeting room. The room had Elegant and refined chairs with a large brown wooden table. There were glasses in the windows from which everything happening outside was viewed.

Troy sat in the head chair, although all the chairs were empty. There was no one else. He welcomed her by saying, "You signed this deal, but you'll be unable to stay in it."

She boiled with anger, "What the hell are you talking about!?"

He grinned, "May I give you some free advice."

She declined, "No, thank you."

After a few moments of silence, she broke the ice, "Well, say it."

He chuckled, "No, not now."

She burst with anger, again wanting to bite him. She stared at him with anger.

"Your PA was Alfie, not me. So pressurize him." He said.

Alfie interrupted, "Sir! Why are you saying this?"

He chuckled, "If you want to ride a motorbike in death's well, then I will at least warn you, because it's a suicide."

Florence steamed out of anger and stood up, she was just to climb over him, "How dare you! What do you think of yourself!"

Alfie reassured, "Relax mam, please."

She stopped herself. In a few seconds, after getting back to her senses, she left with Alfie.

"Locked her, she is unable to walk and live among humans," he giggled.

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Hey Peeps!
It's a bit long chapter,
I'd try but I couldn't make it shorter than this.
I hope you enjoyed it.
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