A NICE TIME AT GRANDPA'S PLACELucas and Thomas walked into Grandpa Al Thani’s home happily after taking time to hug at the entrance. Thomas, too, had the excitement of meeting Grandpa again. He smiled and rushed up to meet with Grandpa. In the living room, Grandpa sat on this wheelchair with a smile, and this time he had no suit on him but black pants and a grey golf shirt.“Grandpa, you look good." Thomas said this and smiled at his grandfather, who was looking at him with awe."Thomas, my son, you have done me proud; at least I can now breathe my very last breath." He said he was holding Thomas by the hand.“Grandpa does sound like that. I know very well that you are not dying now, and you can be alive to see all that I shall accomplish if I finally get to win the final medal as well as get the medicine for all the problems I will be solving. Plus, we still have a whole lot of things to do, so cheer up, pop." Thomas said that and kissed Grandpa on the cheek.“Come have a good meal.

NEVER MINDThomas and Maven drove home together, smiling and talking about all that had happened. This was just the beginning of all he was going to do to Tricia for the betrayal she gave him when he had nothing and the idea of showing her how wealthy he is after he had done all Grandpa wanted him to do. Even at the moment, he could still arrange and give instructions on what to do at the company since he was their boss. The only thing here is that he has to prove to Grandpa that he can carry out the task of leading the family without undergoing any form of pressure. This was a test, plus he was born with a mission to find his father’s killers, and that is exactly what he would do. He helped Maven get all the groceries from the trunk of the car and began packing them inside while she pulled her bag out of the car."Maven, is there anything you want me to do for you?” Thomas asked as he grabbed the big basket, clutching it to his chest. “None for now. I only need to change into some

A DINNER WITH HIMMaven had a worrisome look since she could not get out of the Al Thani tower. Despite the fact that Grace, her assistant, has tried to make her feel less guilty for what happened, Maven cannot get her mind off the mockery and scolding that await her when Grandma Clara finally finds out she has lost the tender deal to a less popular company. She held one hand on her chin as she drove through the city. "Ma'am, you need to calm down. At least you tried. Not everyone in your position will do all that you have done for the company, and if this doesn’t pull through, then we can look out for some other deals that would fit. Grandma will understand." Grace came to her own conclusion, which only made Maven laugh because she knows her grandma and her uncles too well to even let a word Grace was saying sink in her mind. 'Well, that is your own conclusion. Grace. I know these people too well; I know what they can do to me and what they have planned out to do if I fail, and I

QUIT YOUR JOB!Maven sat there and listened to all Grandma had to say. She knew she could not deal with all the trauma Grandma had to dish out, so she held her cool. She ate her food in silence and sometimes flashed a fake smile at Sabastian, who was busy with his meal and enjoying all that Grandma Clara was doing to Thomas. He cackled, and each sound he made from his mouth birthed a bitter bile in Maven's stomach.“I hate his guts." She spoke to herself and continued to eat.“Well. Thank you very much, Ma Clara. I would love to take my leave now. Sabastian announced like he had just won a trophy. "Maven, you should walk him off to his car; a good wife would make her man happy." Grandma added. Maven frowned and almost flared when she remembered she was sitting before the only woman she feared so much. She faked another smile and got up, while in her heart she was dying silently. “Thanks everyone,” Sabastian said and got up. Maven followed him until they got out of the building.“So

YOU ARE FIREDMaven decided to go meet her grandma about the situation. Her uncles have been on her neck asking her to resign her position. She had tried to speak with grandma over the phone and nothing reasonable was given to her in response. At 9am she was already at grandma’s house to know her fate and to confirm if her uncles were just lying or telling the truth because she knows that grandma would not hesitate to throw her out of the seat if she wasn’t actually doing well. “Good morning grandma”. Maven greeted the moment grandma appeared in the living room.“What are you doing here Maven?” Grandma asked with heaviness in her tone. She didn’t even bother to look at Maven twice. She took her seat and focused on the magazine she was holding.“Why are you staring like you’ve seen a ghost? If you have nothing to say you can leave. I was quite busy before your arrival” grandma said to Maven without remorse. Maven has always known that grandma doesn’t like her but the words that came o