Donald POVThe next day good tired of holing myself up in the room and only watching the city from my view high up in the sky.Choosing to make use of the various types of facilities available, I took a shower and munched down on some banana and protein shake before heading downstairs to stretch my legs.Unfortunately, the garden isn't available in use at the moment. It seems like a couple of people went wild there the night before and the cleanup crew was still trying to salvage the damage. I was shown to the reception to wait while they tidied off the garden. It must have been a slow weekend because daily any customized or visitors came out leaving me and the receptionist, Sally minding our business to avoid each other while marinating in an uncomfortable silence.She must have been as uneasy as I was because just as I was about to say something to break off the silence m, she opened her mouth to speak. “How are you enjoying your stay here? I trust the service has been quite…warm.”

Donald's POV Now that I was able to breathe since Rose was out of my hair, I was free to focus on things that required my attention.The first thing was Gramps' file which was staring at me from the coffee table, along with a slip that contained his surgery fees and how much needed to be paid for the hospital to commence with the surgery.Believing that Gramps would never lie to me, I sat down to put it near the counter, typing on my laptop information about the Evertons.If Liam was dead, then I would need to contact someone close to him to get information on how to redeem my inheritance.After two hours of fruitless searching which yielded no results, I was forced to retire from my search ordering food from the hotel's kitchen to be brought up to me while I went to the bathroom to take a shower.There was a knock on the front door just as I was wrapping up my bath. Covering my body with the towel, I padded over to the front door, pulling the door open so the maid could bring it in.

Donald's POVI woke up the next morning with a sense of account, my hands stretching high above my head. Today officially marks a week that I have been staying at the hotel and to my greatest surprise, no one has come to knock on my door asking for payment. Yet everything I ask for and need automatically gets supplied without query or delay.It's quite intoxicating, being treated like this and it was something I could get used to.I guess there are some advantages to having unlimited access to money. Walking over to the bathroom, I went through the usual motions of my skincare routine and showering. When I stepped out of the bathroom, smoke billowed around my body as I opened the door, I glanced at the digital clock on my bedside table noting that it was a couple of minutes past eight. Picking up my phone, I booked an Uber timing it so that its arrival would coincide with the time I was ready.Since I knew that I was going to be heading to the office today and I didn't pack much clot

Donald's POVRetreating to my office after the conversation with David, I buried myself in work.Just a week I'd been away and the financial state of the company was in shambles.Not only were files misplaced, some being in the wrong section than they were supposed to be, but everything was just messed up.I had to take several coffee breaks in between while sorting through the files because I had to get the system that I used to sort each deal that the company made…. the profits and the expenditure making sure that the books were balanced. That was the system I used which kept the company afloat and even boosted the growth while I was in charge.However, David came and threw everything apart. I got so caught up in my work that I forgot time had passed, not until my phone rang shrilly, the alarm sound piercing the still night air.It was a timer I set to remind me to take my vitamins. I jolted, surprised to see that it was already past 10.Pushing back from my chair, I crossed over t

Donald's POV I folded my hands, a stern look on my face as I stared at her , waiting for her to confess.Rose kept on sobbing for a long period but I was patient. When she was done however after a couple of minutes, she raised her head, sniffling as she tried to compose herself. Because I wasn't entirely heartless, I reached out to a box of Kleenex on the table, handing one over to her to wipe the mess off her face.“Thanks…” she mumbled, ducking down to use her hair to hide her face.I kept mute, waiting for her to see something but she seemed quite concentrated on avoiding my gaze. When I got fed up, I had to blurt out. “You do know that I'm waiting for an explanation right?”“I do…” She bit down on her lower lip. “it's just I don't know what to start from…”“Start anywhere.” I prompted.“Fine, you're right. I did everything you said but it's only because I was so scared of what would happen to me if the company went under.” She said in a rush. “So you didn't think about doing the