102: Cupbearer For The Meeting.

"I want you to be in this meeting, Gavin." A brief smile showed itself on Mr. Brax's face.

Gavin was confused. He could not really tell why was it that the boss had to call just him to come stay for the job. He was sure that the man did not like him, so he could not just lie to himself that it was because Brax found him to be special, like his brain was telling him to.

At first he was willing to live with the question dancing around in his head, but then in a few seconds after, he felt really uncomfortable about keeping such a thing living rent free inside of him, especially as he saw that there really was no need to have him there, when literally they were other people around, and after knowing quite for himself that Mr. Brax, really did not like him as a person.

"Sir," Gavin began, in the most humble of ways a person could possibly go in talking to a person they recognized as superior, "Can I be honest with you?"

"Sure, knock yourself out," said Mr. Brax. "You were not going to l