Documents in his suitcase and hands still trembling, George turned to Chris. "Do we have a gentlemanly deal that Mr. Xavier must never know about my dealing with Hogan?" George asked shamelessly. Chris smirked at him and rose, offering him a handshake. "I do not owe you any agreement, Mr. George, I have just made a deal with the CEO himself, you do not matter." He said and walked away. " You gave me your word that you would not say a thing if I made that phone call for you." George reminded him loudly. Thankfully, Chris had reserved the entire restaurant for the night, he did not want any crowd and he wanted to impress Mr Xavier. "I am not a man that breaks his own words, George, I have no business telling Xavier about your corrupt practices." He replied and George sighed in relief. "But...it isn't me you should be bothered about, Hogan does not take disappointments kindly." He advised and walked out of the room. In the elevator, he looked at his watch again, his phone beeped an

Chris walked by Hogan at the elevator on his way out of the Robinson Company building. He had a sneer on his face and he seemed like he had a million things to say, but he said none because there were people following Chris and congratulating him on his win. “Congratulations." Hogan spat, sounding quite displeased despite his kind words. "Thank you, Hogan, we must always remember that all we do is for the good of the family, we must never lose sight of that," Chris said with a smirk and Hogan nodded, offering him a firm handshake that almost crushed his knuckles but Chris didn't flinch.Potter looked at Chris with a worried frown as he stepped into the car and leaned back. “You really need your rest, sir. You are in no shape to go about the stress of the company." Pitter advised. " I had to seal that deal. Thank you for doing what you could, Potter, you were most helpful, I will not forget this gesture in a hurry." Chris said and Potter nodded. "I live to serve you, master." He

Chris stepped out into the cold night air just as he heard the angry footsteps of his grandfather trail him. "Christian!" He called out and Chris turned, his eyes a little bored, knowing all too well what he was going to say. "What insolence! You made me summon the board for this utter madness?!" Pete thundered angrily. "Is it? If this is as stupid as you say it is then why do you not know the answers?" He asked boldly. "You have no idea what you are asking, boy, you have no idea what the Jupiter is and what this madness you've just done means." Pete retorted. Chris smiled and looked at his grandfather, his features were calm, a little too calm and it annoyed Pete even more. "You have brought discord to the table and you are here with a serene look on your face like it is nothing? Have you no respect for this family?" Pete asked. "And has the Jupiter no respect for us?!" Chris asked loudly, his arms widely spread. "I have been brutally wounded, I almost lost my life just to p

Chris paced the length of his office, his fist clenched and his eyes hard and murderous. He could not believe what mess he'd gotten himself into. He deleted the pictures immediately and reached out to his trusted hacker, but the pictures were nowhere. She was smart enough to have a hard-copy photograph too. The last thing he wanted was to be in Evans' bad books, it didn't matter what strained relationship they had, he was family and Christian knew well enough not to start a fight. Evans was very protective of his conquests. "Damn!" He swore again and shoved the pencil holder off the desk angrily, watching it clatter to the floor just as the door opened and Chris stepped in. “I'm surprised you called me, you know you haven't called me since the incident at the executive board meeting," Justin said as he entered the office. Chris frowned at his entrance and then sat, unwilling to show how angry or panicked he was. Justin bent to pick up the pencils on the floor and placed the holde

Armed with the right weapons in his arsenal, Chris knew he would easily ward Melissa off like the bad force she was. Later that day, as she'd promised, she sent him a text to warn about her plan and she instructed - more like ordered - him to be present and he'd surely receive the news from Evans himself. Chris knew Melissa was not one to embark on an empty quest, she was not bluffing, she would surely not mind creating a rift between father and son if it could get her what she wanted and apparently what she wanted at that point was freedom from Evans himself. "What else do you know?" He asked his private investigator as he called him back after receiving the photo. The man hesitated for a few seconds and then said, "She may be making rounds on the table actually, I guess that Justin alone was foolish enough to fall right into her trap." Chris was surprised, he could not believe that Melissa would be having numerous affairs with members of the table when she knew how much Evans