" It's good to see you too, Quentin." They said while their eyes traveled around the office staring at what could have been theirs if they had managed their inheritance wisely. Quentin went down memory lane, they were the only ones who called him by the name his mother gave him which scratched the wound that was about to completely heal. He gave a subtle nod to Grin who sat at the end of the office pretending to be typing while recording the conversation before smiling at his half siblings. " It's been a long while I must say." He said enjoying the look of regret on their faces. Too bad, it was already too late. " I wonder why." Ross, his eldest sibling replied. Quentin chuckled, " Oh, you know, everyone has been busy with life, and stuff, you know how it is." He waved his hand dramatically. He was having a field day with this. Ross' eyes narrowed at him, " What do you mean by that? Are you mocking us?" He asked in a challenging time while looking at his siblings for support. They

" Come in." Henry said when he heard a knock on the door when he was coming out of the bathroom. He wondered who that could be. Could grandfather want to speak with him this early? His door was always open because he had a little anxiety issue. The fear of enclosed spaces especially at night still plagued him." Clara, why are you awake by this time?" He inquired. She was in a robe which was tied firmly by her side, her hair was piled up on her head in a ponytail and Henry wanted to free them from their confines. Where the hell did that thought come from? He wondered. "Good morning, sir. I've been up for a while now." Clara said. She had woken up immediately the cock crowed, took a bath and headed straight to what she thought was his room. Well, with the help of a maid who was cleaning the house. Her eyes wandered down his chest and fixated on a thin trail of water rolling down his chest until they disappeared into his nether regions. It had been long since she was in the presence of

The receptionist was surprised when both men bolted out of the hotel like a cat on a hot tin roof and she shrugged.They made it out of the door just in time to see that the driver was put in a car and being driven off fast. Henry placed his hand on his waist as he wondered what was actually going on. Immediately, he brought out his phone from his pocket and dialed his Pop's number. Grin stopped him, " Sir, we should inform the cops of this vicinity first." He said. If they complained first, his boss could be accused of being involved in a kidnapping spree. " Oh," Henry said and searched for their emergency code. After finding it, he went on to dial their number. " Good afternoon, I want to report a case of kidnap." A brief pause, " Yes, I'm at The Hotelier. Yes. I am on my way." He said and they ordered an Uber. " Take us to the police station." Henry said and took that time to inform his grandfather about the latest development. "The hell is wrong with these people? You are not

" He will be discharged tomorrow, we need to observe him more" The doctor told Pops. Henry scrunched his nose, "I am fine, I think I am ready to go home." He said. There was no way that he was going to stay here for another day. He was already feeling sick. "Let me go, I will come back for a check up." " I don't think that's a good idea, we still need..." The doctor stopped talking immediately when he saw the grandpa give him a sign. He smiled instead and spoke, " We will be expecting you later. Who will be coming for the drugs?" He asked and Clara shot up from her seat and bolted after him. After thirty minutes, they were finally out of the hospital and on their way to Jackson's condo. " Macy will show you to your room, please." He said and Henry nodded. A maid appeared from the kitchen and smiled, " Welcome, sir, ma'am. Please follow me." She said and they followed her. " I'll take you to your room." Jackson told Pops who nodded and followed him to the room. " You can stay as f

Quentin hid his smile when he saw his grandson vibrating in anger. So, he decided to intervene a little. "Derek, I didn't know that you were around. Have you met my grandson?" He asked and Henry stared at his grandfather. What was he up to this time? He wondered. "Oh, no sir. I haven't. I'm glad to meet your acquaintance." Derek replied and Quentin stared a his grandson who was busy staring intently at the stranger. "I'll just be on my way, now." Clara interrupted the staring match and rushed towards the stairs. " You sent for me sir." She said. Henry finally removed his gaze from the man and looked at Clara. He didn't understand what he was feeling but somehow, he couldn't get her smile out of his head. Why was his manager smiling at a man she barely knew in that manner? She wondered. " Follow me." He said and turned on his heel ignoring his grandfather and Grin as he stomped upstairs in anger. Pops grinned inwardly but turned to Derek. " I'm sorry for his lack of manners. He w