"Alistair don't you think what you did back then was hard, and wild? You know you shouldn't have said something like that ?" Layla asked as she sat down.Mr. Alistair scoffed, "I don't think so. You have no idea what these guys did to me. This is just a way I am paying back what they have done.""What have they done? You mean the Wilde's? The last time I checked Mr. Charlie wasn't part of the Wilde's," Layla replied as she leaned forward."Yeah, but he played a role in taking what was mine. Or do you want to tell me that he had no idea that I was the right heir? Talk to me Layla, he knew about this. But he wanted to have it to himself, you know what I mean right? Don't pretend as if you don't have any idea about what I am saying?""I am just shocked. I thought he was only trying to keep your father's vision alive. Wasn't that what you said?" She asked, and they both laughed."Come off Layla, stop that. I am hungry, come on let's go grab something to eat," Mr. Alistair said as he got

Mr. Alistair, and Layla both walked out of the car, "The meal was nice, thanks for the lunch."Alistair turned towards her, "How many times have I asked you not to thank me?"They walked towards the elevator, "Come on, it's not bad doing that. Being appreciative isn't something we shouldn't practice just because we are friends."Layla pressed the green button, and the elevator opened up. "Thank you," Mr. Alistair replied."You see, you just said thank you. It's something we can't do, it's in our nature to be expressive by showing gratitude," she said as they walked into the elevator."True, but just like I said the last time. I don't feel comfortable with you guys telling me thank you.""You just have to get used to it. You know you don't have to really fight it. As far as we are all together, then there's absolutely nothing you can do about it," Layla replied.Mr. Alistair exhaled, "You are right. Where are we heading from here?""Voxx's Technologies. You have a meeting with Mr. Ster

Mr. Nathan walked into Mr. Garbe's office. "Ahhh, Nathan. It's good to see you. If I am right it's been months we have seen right?"Nathan nodded his head as he walked towards Mr. Gabe who was also walking towards him with his arm wide open. They both hugged, "You are welcome.""Thank you so much, sir," Nathan replied as they both disengaged from the hug. "It's been on my mind to visit you since the last time I came here with Alistair.You know how this works, a lot of things have happened. You know what I mean right?"Mr. Gabe replied as he walked back to his seat. "Have your seat Nathan, and I am sorry for keeping you waiting. I just got an emergency call from one of my clients.That's more reason I had to rush over to the scene. It's been one issue or another, but it's what I signed up for."He paused and then continued. "What's going on, what brought you here?"Nathan exhaled after that question was being asked. "I am here about the issue of Alistair. I don't know, but I feel ther

Fiona and Ethan decided to see their Dad in his office. They both walked to his office holding hands with a cute smile on their lips."How many times do they have to greet us?" Ethan complained. "Come on, you don't have to think about that. Courtesy demands that they do that, don't you get it?" Fiona replied as they both walked past Leslie who stepped out of Mr. Starling's office a few seconds ago.She didn't say a word to them, which was weird. They looked at themselves and turned back to look at her. "That's weird of Leslie, there's no way she walks past us without saying a word," Fiona muttered."Yeah you are right, that doesn't even happen. Maybe Dad is at it again, you know how Dad behaves right?" Ethan muttered as they pushed the door of Mr. Sterling's office open. Mr. Sterling raised his head and smiled when he saw his two kids walk in."Son, and daughter at my office. What do I owe to this unexpected meeting?" He asked as he stood up from his seat."Nothing important, we just

Reagan, who was outside, noticed that things were getting a bit heated. He could tell from the way they were both staring at each other and the looks on their faces. "Yeah, you heard me right, who am I to you?" Nathan asked again.Reagan moved closer to hear what they were saying, but he couldn't because all the glass was locked. "Come on Nathan, don't tell me you don't know who you are to me?"Nathan laughed, "I know who I am, but I want to hear it from your lips. Tell me, who am I to you?" He asked again."Do I really need to give you an answer, when you already have an answer?" She asked as she was looking straight forward."Do you? Does a student need to give his or her teacher the answer to a question, knowing fully well that the teacher knows the answer?" Nathan asked."Come on Nathan, it doesn't have to get to this. You already know the answer, why should I give you an answer?" She asked.Nathan was already fed up with her response, and body language. He didn't say a word, he m