"Hey, Leonard!" A harsh voice called out. " How much time would it take you to clean a table? You're going to disturb the customers." Leonard wiped away the sweat trickling down his face with a napkin. He spun around. "But–" he tried to explain that he was working as fast as he could. "No excuses! Speed up or you will have your salary deducted," his superior said coldly. Leonard nodded slowly. "Don't talk to him like that," a feminine voice spoke behind Leonard. They both turned to look at her. Her arms were folded beneath her breast. "I am sure you don't know who he is," she added, making Leonard groan silently. "I advise you to apologize to him immediately," she said to his superior, leaving him shocked. " Me? Apologize to him? Ma'am, I am only doing my job. " The woman stared at him coldly. " Apologize to him or–" "Can you just stop?!" Leonard glared at her. "I am at fault here and he doesn't need to apologize to me. " He tilted his neck to gaze at his superior. " I a

Leonard looked around him, listening to the gasps, surprised faces and the new found respect on the eyes of the manager leading him on. He saw the shock on Trisha's face. He smiled slightly and shook his head. But, his mind whirled around one thought; What if this was just a dream? What if it wasn't real? Then, he might just wake up from it and laugh at the stupidity of it all. "Is this the man?" A cheerful female voice chimed happily, jolting him out of his thoughts. Leonard stared at the beautiful woman before him.She had a shapely figure, it was imp-thin, she was wasp waisted, clad up in a black suit. And her slender eyebrows shot up with delight. "Yes ma'am, this is the client," the manager replied, looking at Leonard with a smile. A wide smile crept up to her face. "I am delighted to meet you," she said, stretching forth her hand for a handshake. Leonard accepted her handshake, feeling her soft palm within his. "Come with me, let's see what we can do for you. This way,"

"Can I give you the funds so that your son can begin treatment?" Leonard asked, raising his brows. Keith glanced at him surprised, " Leonard, you know what I like about you?" Leonard shook his head. Keith sighed and held his shoulder. " Your sense of humor and your helpful spirit. I appreciate your help my friend, I really do but we both know that you don't have such money and I wouldn't want to burden you with my own problems, you got yours to settle." Leonard smiled slightly at him. He felt the urge to tell Keith about everything, but it wasn't the right time to do so. His past...was too dark. The more he knew,the worse it was for him. "I think I have to leave now, can't afford to leave my kid alone in the house. Take care of yourself, buddy," Keith said, tapping him on his shoulders before walking away, buried in his thoughts. "I promise you Keith, as soon as I have everything sorted out, I will help you and your son." Leonard said to himself, with a sad smile on his face. H

Leonard gazed at them,exuding an icy aura."Our boss? That's hilarious!" Cordelia rolled her eyes scornfully. But somehow,she felt a familiar sense of fear. "Darling,be careful. He can be crazy!" She held Ronald's arm and stepped backwards. "Don't worry,babe. He's just a stinky cockroach.I can trample it to death without any effort." Ronald glanced at Leonard, raising his chin confidently. "Security! What are you doing there?Are you blind?! Kick him out!" "Yes,Mr Ronald!" The security guards surrounded Leonard immediately. Taking Cordelia's hand in his, Ronald left with her arrogantly. "Catch him!" The security guards shouted and moved closer to Leonard. "Stay away from me or you'll regret it later" Leonard warned, a dark expression on his face. "Stop barking,loser!" "You want us to take off your pants and throw you onto the street?" "What's going on here?" A stern voice sounded behind.A middle-aged man walked towards them "Good day, Mr President" the security guards all

Entering into the hotel which was filled with rich and influential people, Leonard couldn't help but feel out of place. Though, in the past he usually attended more elaborate parties but in the last three years, he had gotten used to just small parties held by Trisha's family, which of course he wasn't even allowed to attend. "Leonard, let's go over there and sit. It's almost time for the party to begin," Amanda said cheerfully, oblivious of Leonard's nervousness. He nodded, following her lead. Different kinds of delicacies were laid out on the table. Leonard filled his plate and ate the food casually without proper etiquette. Meanwhile, Trisha and Martin walked in, exchanging pleasantries with the other guests. "Look over there, Trisha," Martin pointed at Leonard, who was eating his food causally. "So petty," Trisha sneered. "I knew he was just here for free food, he must have been starving. I really pity Miss Amanda, that nitwit is using her for his own benefit." At that mom