Chapter Fifteen

"Are you nervous?" Kara said, nudging Tyler's shoulder. He's been standing by the entrance for a while and his head had been bent in confusion.

Tyler forced a grin, nodding his head, negatively. "No I'm not"

Kara feigned a frown and they both chuckled. "I know you're nervous. But its fine" Kara said. She moved closer to Tyler, adjusting the collar of his blue suit.

He was decked out in a luxurious suit, his long and unkept hair had been cut, and now he looked pretty different from how he looked days ago. He doesn't look like Tyler the janitor anymore. His appearance now portrays the look of Tyler Johnson. The new found billionaire that's about to take control of his father's company.

Tyler heaved a sigh, grazing his hands across the grill. "It all still feels like a dream you know" Tyler said. "A few moments ago, I was wretched and poor and now, this. The whole wealth and money feels unrealistic and weird" He added.

"I understand how you feel"

"You do?" Tyler cut in with a scoff.