ANOTHER FIGHT The following week Thomas knew he had a lot to do fighting for his position as the heir to all the fortune and wealth left for him by his grandfather. Even though Pa Al Thani is still alive he has everything signed in Thomas’ name. He had given Thomas the ultimatum and the ball is now in his court whether or not he needs to make the old man proud. His phone rang in his pocket as he was about to leave the house and he answered quickly. “Hello sir. I will be with you shortly”. He spoke in a hushed tone before leaving the house. With his rugged hoodie he strolled out of the estate and just a few blocks away the car was waiting for him. A black SUV. Thomas got into the car and sat at the back with Sir Larry. “You tried to meet up with your time today”. He said with a little smile gracing the corner of his mouth. “Yes sir. I did my best so I don't miss out”. Thoms replied. “Well, that's good. Today is your second day. Stage two of the fight and I trust you have done qu

I CAN MAKE YOU FOODMaven is skeptical about the call. So she left it to ring for a while. She looked at it and then sighed before picking up.“Hello grandma”. Maven spoke into the phone.“Yes. Maven I was wondering if you could send me a list of all the investors we have in the company”. Grandma said.“I'm sorry granny. I am no longer the one in charge. Call David I think he has the answer you are looking for”. Maven told her Grandma plainly. “Well, it's fine”. Grandma said and ended the call abruptly. Maven walked up to her room and slammed the door. For some reason she had internal joy at what happened at the Al Thani tower earlier. She smiled to herself and laughed at the humiliation her uncles received.“Why was he angry though?” She spoke to herself loud enough for anyone who was in the room to hear. “Why was he angry?” The door creaked open and Thomas walked in.“Whoa! You should learn to knock "What if I was naked?”. Maven asked“Aren't you my wife any more?” Thomas asked j

ANOTHER REJECTION Maven had just received bad news from her PA, Grace. She walked the room up and down trying so hard to comprehend what the lady had just told her. Just a few minutes ago Grace had called to inform her that all the good staff she had hired only anyway ago had been laid off and most of the offices were empty. She held her phone up and all she wanted to do was scream but she kept her cool since they had decided to kick her out. “What is the matter with these men? They are going to ruin everything before it's too late and Grandma isn't even saying to help. She suddenly remembered she hasn't seen Thomas all through the day so she picks up her phone and calls his number. His presence meant a lot to her at this point in time. Her uncles and grandmother were going to make her run mad with their decisions each time at least if he is here she could find solace in his words, even though they literally don't make sense to her most of the time. Just then she heard a knock on

THE LAST FIGHT Now Thomas got on the ring for the final stage, he was by then used to the norms. This time, he will not permit anyone to hit him with a crush. With his mind set on the book, he imagines all of the moves and uses them on the side of himself. He had as of late gotten up before a crowd of people when his opponent came to the ring. Rapidly, the whistle came on, and the fight began. Especially like him, his enemy has all of the tricks and systems to obstruct the kicks and punches. It didn't take a long time before Thomas sent a punch to the man's nose. A comparable man who pestered him several minutes back in the developing room. The lively field pulsated with energy as Thomas wandered into the spotlight, his adversary glaring across the ring. The ear-penetrating roar of the gathering reverberated through the air, making a concerto of cheers, whistles, and drumming enthusiasm. Thomas, wearing his conspicuous, sequined military craftsmanship clothing, had a great

The central concern Thomas would insight as she journeys to search for reality with respect to his people's destructions is getting a clumsy perception of the mission his father had occurred before his demise.Sir Larry didn't know such a lot about it since his kin never educated him in regards to the goal.Thomas stirred with a load in his heart. He has had the choice to fulfill all of the tasks left for him except for this, which is the huge clarification he battled enthusiastically to get the zest. Plunging the means, he went straightforwardly toward the kitchen to search for food since Sir Larry's culinary master had gotten to report that she would be late today.Thomas isn't perfect at making meals; the essential day he had a go at making hotcakes, his grandma turned out horrendous. With his tremendous feet running into the floor, he rearranged down, pushing open the kitchen doorway to find his uncles sitting on a seat close to the table."For sure?" Sir Larry asked without raisi