Donald's POV At the back of my mind, I had concluded that stepping down to allow Rose to rule over her company wasn't such a bad idea. Like David said, I was rich and successful plus I had a ton of properties and companies that I could control and manage, so why do I have to fight over someone else's company?All in all, even though I would have liked to have control over Rose's company, something to hold over her head, it didn't take much away from me and I still had my wealth to sustain me so it was basically a win-win situation.Facing David, I said. “I'll give Rose back her company as long as you don't tell anyone about what you just found out. Do we have a deal?” I stretched my hand out, ready to shake it over with him. David stared at my hand for a minute, his eyes distant as though he was thinking over our deal but then he hesitantly stretched his hand out. “We have a deal but…”I almost groaned out loud in frustration despite having a feeling that he was going to come up wit

Donald's POV Wedging my way into David's dark, murky past was not as easy as I thought it would be. For one, all his social media accounts and presence are squeaky clean, this man doesn't have a bad picture on video or even people saying bad things about him.I went as far back as reviewing all the places is he worked both home and abroad and they don't really have anything and I was not able to get one bit of scandal, either from him or the companyEither these people have an amazing PR company or a new station under their web, because it was quite hard to keep your social media presence this clean.I was forced to contract the services of a…well, the legal term is ‘fixer’. People say he helps get rid of jobs or people that you want to take care of. Also, the upside is that they do help you farret out your problem.Due to my sudden elevated status even though I wasn't quite in the open yet I had a feeling that I soon might be and therefore had to be careful with all my activities/af

Donald's POV A week later, and I'm still trying to pin this thing on David growing increasingly irritated by his endless lists of demands.Just three days ago, he asked me to help him renew his house ownership permit, as though I was just a secretary and not the other way around.I was taking my time though, trying not to rush things, which was why I was just heading home by five minutes past 10 in the night on Thursday.Unfortunately, I had a ton of briefings with people under me in case what happened earlier repeated itself- Rose suddenly firing me- then the company wouldn't be amiss of quality leadership.The bad part was when I had to repeat one thing multiple times and in various scenarios before they could grab it.Quite a hassle, if you ask me.In the future, he would leave things like that to Haley.Speaking of said person, Haley knocked on his door before walking in to dump a fresh stack of paperwork. “Good night, Mr Greene!” She said in a chirpy tone, bouncing out of his of

Donald's POV For the first time in weeks, I felt lighter than I ever had.The USB in my hand held all the answers I needed to get out of my current predicament. David and his extortions would soon stop, which would give me some breathing space.I went to bed that night, feeling better, and had the best sleep in a long while.However, with how great things went I wasn't expecting everything to crash and tumble before I woke up. The shrill ringing of my phone on my bedside table woke me up. I woke up from my bed, asleep and partially disoriented, reaching for my phone.Since I wasn't quite awake yet so I miscalculated the distance, almost ending up falling over to the floor.“Huh…ello,” I slurred into the phone, my eyes drifting shut.“Hi, is this Mr Greene?”Immediately my eyes snapped wide open at the unfamiliar voice. “Yes, this is him. Who is this? What happened?”“Um, hi! My name is Eleanor Drake, from County Hospital and I'm so sorry to wake you up but we need you to come down

Donald's POV The news of my grandfather's death spread fast like wildfire, partially because of how well-known he was around the wards. Almost everywhere I went or passed by in the hospital, I could hear people whispering or talking about it behind my back. Still in a daze, I exited the room allowing the nurses to do what they needed to while I grabbed some fresh air.I was currently numb, my entire body and brain feeling alien to me like I wasn't in control of it. While I knew it was inevitable, a part of me still couldn't believe that it had happened, not sure I was ready to face it yet.I retreated to a secluded spot on the rooftop, where I didn't have to see or speak to anyone. If I had one more person tell me ‘I'm sorry for your loss’, I might just go crazy.When I pushed the door open, it let out a loud squeal old and cranky from disuse.Stepping onto the rooftop, I felt the cold, chilly evening winds whip at my hair and skin.However, it was a pleasant yet uncomfortable distr