Hogan Robinson smirked as he saw the flashlights around him, he'd come with his own media team and they were eager to take pictures of the two men facing down, shaking hands with an angry sneer on Christian's face. "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you to smile," he said and then leaned in to whisper, "That is for the front page tomorrow." He added and with a loud laugh, he walked into the party. Christian sighed and turned to hail a taxi just as a limousine parked right before him, the window came down and Potter said, "Sorry I'm late, I had to make sure everything was handled." He said and then got the door for Christian who slid into the backseat and they drove off, glad to be finally away from the drama of the night. ______________________________________________________ Christian woke up quite early, he was not a deep sleeper and he certainly was an early bird. The hotel he slept at was the best in the city, Potter had made sure the penthouse suite booked was perfect and a

Christian merely smirked at the outrage, many members of the table were rather eager to agree with Hogan. Most believed that indeed he was trying to outsmart them all. Pa Pete raised his fist and a hush fell in the room, many stared at him condescendingly but could not oppose his authority. Hogan, now by the table, right beside Jupiter's seat, had his eyes leveled on Pa Pete, almost challengingly. "You ask if Jupiter knows of his reinstatement into the family? Who do you think would dare make such a call if not Jupiter?" Pete asked rhetorically. "You fail to understand him, we all believe that, all we want to see is prove that indeed we are not being played by his...boy." another member of the board said, all the while Hogan nodded to the discord he'd fueled. "It's rather strange how you all suddenly wish to see the same Jupiter you've regarded as a god, a deity, now you're eager to receive confirmation." Christian laughed heartily and leaned on his armrest, staring at

The Jupiter. It resonated in Christians's minds. The Jupiter was getting involved in the day-to-day running of the company and even though he had been in exile for a long time, he still knew it was strange. He had an insider who provided him information while he was away and this was how he could make informed choices and make his way back into the family again. "Sir, should we get to the office first or would you rather take your morning meeting?" The driver asked as they drove speedily down the highway. "The meeting can wait, I need to meet with Pa Pete." He replied, his eyes still on the road. The driver nodded and made a turn by the It was odd for the Jupiter to offer a deal to Hogan, Hogan was not an important member of the board, he was just an investor like everyone else with a meager share. If anyone was to be offered such deals, it had to be Christian, after all he had the bigger shares in the company and was more qualified to negotiate with foreign investor

Christian could not help smirking even as he got into his car and told the driver he would not be needing him for the rest of the day. It felt good to finally disappoint Pa Pete and his low expectations of him. The whole board had been shocked at the sudden turn of events and Christian had the chance to humiliate Hogan. Pa Pete, always impartial, had announced to the executives that indeed Christian had already signed the deal with the investors while Hogan was still hoping to get his proposal approved, hence, the 10% would be transferred to Chris and not Hogan. Hogan fumed and so did many members of the table but they could not openly oppose that decision, not when the deal and the instructions had been from the Jupiter himself. Hogan did not wait for the meeting to be over, he excused himself, claiming he had a pressing family emergency. Christian calmly accepted the congratulations from others and waited for the close of the meeting before he left, 10% richer and sti

In the dark office, Justine Gilbert shook in his shoes as he was summoned by the mysterious man who stood in the shadows, his voice a deep baritone, his features obscured by the shadows. "You have done wonderfully well, boy." The voice said approvingly and Justin nodded, scared and uncertain of how to reply. "But you see, those shares can never be yours, you are not worthy of it." The voice said and Justin swallowed nervously. The 39% share was certainly the world on his shoulders, it was all too sudden and he did not seem to know how to handle it. "I don't know...he...he said I should take it, I think he has a plan," Justin replied with a shaky voice. "Oh but he does," the mysterious voice snapped, "But that plan will not be in your favor." "What do you mean?" Justin asked nervously. "There'll be some very powerful rivals coming after you and trust me, Justin, you can't stand all that heat and neither can your family. So I have a proposition for you," the voice