Harlan walked over to Kelvin, pulled him in a bear hug, not caring if anyone was watching. He had missed Kelvin too much to be concerned with what others thought."I am sorry for what I said the other day," Harlan said ruefully."I overreacted. I shouldn't have behaved that way, but you know, the workload has increased in the bar where I am working and my boss isn't making things any better. He makes a big deal out of whatever I do," Kelvin said."I couldn't get you a post at the Jay Team hotel but I found you a job elsewhere." "I really appreciate the effort, man.""The appointment letter is in the car, let's go there so that I can show it to you. The money isn't pretty much but it will be able to help you take care of things till the end of the month.""How much is it?""One point five million dollars."Kelvin hit Harlan playfully, "I have never received that much money

"What? You don't mean that! How can you give a Rolls Royce Phantom car to me?!"Harlan only smiled, "you have given more things than that. I owe it all to you, man."Kelvin walked over to Harlan and pulled him in a hug."I am sincerely sorry for what I said to you that day," he said over Harlan's shoulders."I thought we were done with that."Kelvin smiled and gave himself the credit for what he had done. He would get over the pain soon. What a nice idea he had! And, it worked out perfectly. That is what you get when you have spent a lot  of time with someone. You are able to predict what their actions are going to be.Harlan board a cab to drive Kelvin home after promising him that he would get the car repaired and send it to him. He called the Alberts car agency and asked for when they would be available, but he was told that they were on a short break and wouldn't be back until the

She opened the door and quickly walked outside. She met herself in the sitting room. It spoke volume of wealth and luxury with its rich velvet curtains and plush leather sofas. The walls gleam under the soft glow of crystal chandeliers. There were no paintings or photographs, making Elizabeth more anxious to know who the owner of the house was.She rushed to another room. She noticed a door opening in the opposite direction and rushed to it. She saw a guy coming out of the room. She waited.The guy raised his head and their eyes locked."Elizabeth? Are you okay?"Elizabeth blinked her eyes repeatedly. What the heck is Harlan doing here? Or... The question should be, what the heck is she doing in Harlan's house.He walked over to her and gave her a searching look."Are you okay?" He asked again.Elizabeth muttered "yeah.""I got some clothes for you at the front of the door

There was a roar of "go! Cecilia!" From the students that had gathered.Harlan tilted his head slightly, "what are you saying?""One-one! It's a draw!" One student's voice rose higher than the rest of the buzzing. There were more hailing from the students."Are you drunk, Harlan?" Cecilia snapped."I should be the one asking you that. If you are not drunk, you won't ask me come knee in front of you and tell you that I am sorry for bumping into you. What exactly do you think you are, a god?""Harlan! Harlan!! Harlan!!!" Was the shout from the students.This is actually the first time Harlan would be getting that type of reaction from the students. He knew he had to use this incident to gain an upper hand and send the message across to everyone that he isn't someone to mess around with.He walked back to Cecilia with a smirk on his face."You know what? The wo