Immediately, he brought out a blank sheet of paper and placed it on the table before him, while pointing at some spaces, "Sign here, here and here, and it's all done. Though you can go through it if you like."
With clear nervousness that he tried to push at the back of his mind, he carefully picked up the paper, checking out every single sentences from it.
As he kept on looking, a sentence caught his eye, making his heart beat faster, "Was this real? Or it was a joke?" He murmured within himself.
Butler Lee noticed the change in Elliot's face, but he couldn't point of finger to it, "Is everything okay?" He quickly asked.
Elliot put the paper back to the table and pointed at the same particular sentence, out of eagerness, Butler Lee checked it out and it said, 'whether you go to work or not, you would get to be paid the sum of a million dollars monthly excluding tips and revenue.'
Butler Lee raised an eyebrow at him, "So? What's wrong with that?"
Elliot looked back at him confused, "Is this real? For someone to get paid a million dollars monthly?" He managed to force those words out of his mouth.
Butler Lee couldn't hold in his laughter, but he tried covering them up with a frown on his face, "Mr. Harrison, all the promises made in the contract will be taken care of, and your payment wouldn't be deducted with a dime."
Elliot felt like he was in cloud nine, the thought of getting to be paid and spending a million dollars monthly made his heart leap with joy. Now he could finally take care of his beloved ones and not let anyone belittle him.
Without thinking further, Elliot looked towards Butler Lee, "Pen?"
Out of great eagerness, he stretched a blue pen towards him hurriedly.
Elliot signed it with a smirk on his face, his life has changed for the better now. This is the life of the new Elliot Harrison.
"Shall we go check out your car now?" Butler Lee asked, looking straight at Elliot's eyes, trying to fathom his expression. And as expected, he was shocked, shocked to his wits.
"S-sure" He stammered, then hurriedly standing up to catch up with Butler Lee who was already walking outside.
His eyes searched thoroughly and hurriedly around the surrounding, trying to find his new Maybach, but unfortunately, no Maybach car was in sight.
His heart sunk as he stared at Butler Lee who just stood there.
"Butler Lee, where's the-?" He was interrupted by the whooshing sound of a car speeding towards thier angle.
"That's the Maybach car!" He exclaimed with pure happiness, his heart raced in joy, he was overjoyed. His happiness knew no limits!
A wide smile crept on his lips, he hugged Butler Lee happily as he walked towards the car. The smell of the fresh new car enveloped his nostrils. He sighed in satisfaction, his dreams of owning one of the world's wanted car has finally come true.
A young man about his early twenties walked majestically out of the car, his darkish sparkling hair swayed gracefully on his head. His baggy trousers and top looked cute on him, making him look like a cute bad boy.
"And this is Andrew. Your new assistant. You'd probably need one who would help you handle your schedules and other sorts." Butler Lee added pointing at the man opposite them.
Elliot eyed him jealously, this man was perfect, he had the looks, the body and the physique he needed.
"Nice to meet you Boss, it's a pleasure to finally meet you in person." Andrew said, stretching his hands forward for a handshake.
Elliot reciprocated, he smiled happily.
Andrew handed the car keys over to him, Elliot gazed at the billion dollars car keys in his hands, his hands trembled, "Was all this coming true in one day?" He muttered inwardly and continued, "If it was a dream, it shouldn't stop."
Butler Lee noticed how happy Elliot was, now his father could rest in peace, after fulfilling his one and only life dream.
"Andrew." Butler Lee called and pointed towards the car, "Take Young Master to his newly built home to have some rest. He's probably tired from all the hustle."
Elliot was shocked, he, Elliot Harrison, the package deliverer, was now the one being treated like a king with exotic gifts.
Andrew pointed towards the car and they both entered, and in no time, the Maybach zoomed off like a pro.
After several minutes, they arrived at a large mansion, Elliot eyed the house, "This is more than what I imagined, this is even more bigger than Hannah's family house." He murmured.
Elliot sailed in his own thoughts, the thought of getting to live here with Hannah, and give birth to beautiful kids made butterfly roam in his stomach.
"This house is one of the best ones yet, structured by one of New York's best architecturers, Philip Johnson." He said smiling and continued, "This mansion has six bedrooms, a swimming pool located at the backyard and a large playroom located at the second room. It has a large office, two master bedrooms and four normal bedrooms. Jacuzzi and water closets are available in each toilet, and thier are seven toilets in total. Also, last but not least, this neighborhood, is very quiet and very sweet, so i'm sure you'll love it." Andrew said, ending it with a breath, while staring at Elliot's face.
After several minute, Elliot didn't say a word, instead he stood there transfixed, adoring everything about the house.
Andrew cleared his throat, "Shall we check out the inside, Young Master Harrison?"
Elliot nodded slightly, walking into the house gently alongside Andrew. The inside was a great beauty to behold.
The floor glittered with marbles, showing the reflection of whoever was in the room. The illuminated lights shone dimly making everywhere look like a fairytale.
Elliot drooled with amazement, but did well enough to hide it away from Andrew.
"It would be a pleasure living with you Boss."
The floor glittered with marbles, showing the reflection of whoever was in the room. The illuminated lights shone dimly making everywhere look like a fairytale.Elliot drooled with amazement, but did well enough to hide it away from Andrew.Shall we go to the company now, they might want to announce their new Boss?" Andrew asked with a hitched eyebrow.Although, Elliot didn't wanted to leave, but he nodded slightly. 'He was going to come back here' He thought.Andrew led the way out of the humongous house, and they zoomed off in his Maybach.~~~~~~The company looked large, the name 'Harrison Co.Ltd' was largely imprinted on the company, large enough for anyone to see it from a far distance.It looked like it had six storeys, and everything was made out of glass. The doors largely stood elegantly at the middle of the first floor also made out of glass."Shall we go in, Boss?" Andrew asked, and without waiting for his response, he walked in.Slowly, Elliot also walked inside the compan
Curiousity peeked in everyone's eyes, their eyes sparked with interest as they all stared at Elliot and Andrew like they were aliens. They all gathered together still staring at the duo. Very low chatterings were heard by some women.Mr Arnold cleared his throat significantly, "Since you all know, Mr Harrison is now too old to run this company, he decided to hand it over to his son." Mr Arnold said, then pointed at Elliot, "Everyone, meet Mr Elliot Harrison. He will be taking over now.""He had a son? How could this wretched man be his son and become our boss?" A young woman's voice resounded lowly among the crowd, though it was a murmur, unfortunately, it was unknowingly loud enough for everyone including Elliot to hear.Elliot's face turned dark, he was cold and his face was straight with nothing but brutality, he could yank this woman's hair If he wanted to.His mouth twitched, "It is none of your business if he was my father or not." He said, all eyes were on him but he continued
"Can we meet for a drink? I'm so exhausted that I need someone to help me with my problems now." His heart leapt for joy, now she was taking him seriously, unlike before."Okay." He answered, trying not to sound too excited.~~~Hannah stumped her leg carefully on the ground at the restaurant, she was waiting anxiously for Elliot, but he was nowhere to be found."Where is he?" She roared under her breath, her eyes peeking at every side of the room, especially the doors.She gazed at everyone who entered the restaurant thinking it was Elliot.Beads of sweat formed around her head, once again. when she needed him, he was nowhere to be found.Just then, the door opened gently and it was Elliot. Hannah stared at him weirdly, he looked a little bit different than before. His jeans trousers were neatly ironed, his white shirt sparkled neatly, and his shoes were dazzling black and well cleaned.She kept on staring at him a bit weirdly, "What is going on?" She muttered."Was this the Elliot
"Can we go now, I have some other things to do." Hannah said, picking her bag up.Elliot nodded slightly while calling out, "Waiter,"Hannah waved her card up in the air, "I'll pay as usual." "Oh no, I got it this time. You've been paying for quite some time now, this time, I'll pay."Hannah's eyes widened in shock, "What was going on? This was the first time in a few years that he wanted to pay for their food.""What is going on that I don't know about?" She murmured, then she looked up at Elliot and spoke, "Elliot, is everything okay?"Elliot's heart skipped a beat, why was she curious about what's happening, this was getting awkward for both of them.Elliot stared into thin air, until he was jolted from his day dream by Hannah, "Elliot," She called out curiously. "What's wrong with you lately?" Hannah couldn't keep in her curiosity any longer, this was beginning to get weird, even for her. How did an unknown young man come from nowhere and call him his Young Master, then all of a
Elliot slumped on the chair tiredly, he faced Andrew, "Is there anymore for today?" He asked. Elliot could only be himself in the presence of Andrew and Hannah. "Yes, you have two more conference meetings for the day, then we can get some food and head home."Elliot sighed, but then, his phone vibrated. Curiosity peeked at him when he saw the doctor's contact on his phone."Hello?" "Mr.Harrison, long time, no see. How have you been?" The doctor chuckled slightly. "It's been good," Elliot quickly chipped in and continued, "Anything wrong that you called?""Oh yes," He sounded as if he just remembered his reason for calling, "Your Nana keeps on repeating your name for the past few hours."Elliot's brow creased in confusion, "My name?" He asked again."Yes, yes" He repeated, then cleared his throat and continued, "I think you need to visit her to see what's happening." The doctor added.A frown landed on his face, "What could possibly be wrong with his Nana?" He thought to himself. H
Elliot ignored his question, "I'm taking my Nana home today, hope that's okay?" He asked.The doctor waved his hands up in the air, "I was hoping you'd ask. Yes of course, she has fully recovered after the surgery, so she's free to go home.""Alright," Elliot held her hands gently, pulling her out of the bed.They walked out gently, Elliot faced Andrew who already dozed off on the chair. "Andrew," He yelled, "Let's go."Nana looked at Andrew suspiciously, her eyes scrutinized the more as she looked at his every step elegantly in front of them."Who is he?" She finally spoke out, pointing at Andrew.Elliot hugged his Nana, "Sooner, I'll introduce you to him, please keep calm." From the very start, his Nana was very inquisitive, she will dig into one's life if you really want to be someone close to Elliot, she cherished Elliot so much, that she didn't allowed anything horrible to happen to him.Elliot thought on how he would tell his Nana everything about him owning a company and being
"Of course Nana, I just answered that question for the third time now," He said with a hint of mockery.Her legs were wobbly, her brain was already beginning to hurt a little bit. This was just too much surprises in one day for her.She needed to sit down or she could collapse. Noticing her plight, Elliot led her to the nearest couch in which she sat.As soon as she sat, the chairs were extra bouncy than the ones at the hospital, the texture was soft and of amazing quality. She looked up at Elliot slowly, "Elliot, how did all of this happen?" She asked him, her face full of curiosity.Elliot signaled to both Andrew and the Driver to excuse them, "Excuse us." He commanded straightforward and they nodded in compliance. "Nana, I've never told you my past, right?" The first word came out from his mouth, his heart panged. He has never told anyone including his Nana about his past. He couldn't get himself to talk about his past for this whole years, but now he was ready. Ready to talk ab
He nodded gently. She sniffed in and exhaled. Elliot felt the weight he has been keeping in himself for years now has been lifted since he told someone, he finally had the heart to tell someone about his trauma and it felt nice. To him, he was a young adult who has passed though quadruple of what he age mates has passed through."Bu-But that doesn't explain how you got this place?" She managed to put those sentences together. Though this wasn't the perfect timing to ask this, she was still curious. "Do you mean this house and wealth?" He asked, his brows creasing at her.She nodded, her eyes fixated at him."Father." He said that one word that sent chills down to both his spine and his Nana's.Nana's eyes widened in shock, "You mean your father?" She repeated, staring at Elliot who just stood there transfixed. Elliot nodded slightly, not uttering a single word. "And you accepted all this out of greed, Elliot?" She murmured. Her head was beginning to get dizzy enough for her healt
He rolled his eyes, 'Oh great, now they were really close and making promises, huh?' He thought."Well, don't you worry Nana, she's at her family home and would be back soon." He replied.Out of a sudden, she came closer to him, stroking his hair gently and sweetly making him moan softly in pleasure, "I've told you several times, if you don't feel comfortable calling me Nana, you could just call me mother if that's okay with you." She stopped, then continued, "I've been taking care of you since you were little, you can just call me mother if you want."Elliot purred in satisfaction, his tense system and emotions calmed down a little bit. His worries flew away like a bird and he closed his eyes, trying to sink in every sweet moment they had."Mother," He called out for the very first time in a very long time. The word sent chills down his stomach and it made him felt a little awkward. He hasn't called anyone 'mother' for a very long time. And now that he was doing it, it felt somehow
Elliot walked towards the car and sat beside Andrew, with bulging eyes, he asked, "That's bad. What if Hannah or Lady Hart or any of her relatives that knows me watched the news?" He searched Andrew's eyes worriedly but it doesn't seem like Andrew was concerned. He just wore a nonchalant face when something bad just happened to him. "Why don't you seem concerned?" Elliot asked out of the blue, staring at Andrew's eyes trying to fathom what he was currently thinking. Andrew shrugged a little bit, "What we have at hand is definitely way more worse than Hannah, or her parents or relatives seeing you on TV."Elliot stared at Andrew for some damn time, now he was confusing him. Come to think of it, he has been speaking indifferently ever since he called him this morning."Oh," He tapped his head hard, "And what did you want to tell me, that you claimed was so urgent?""We need to get home first, what I want to tell you might shake you a bit." He spoke , but he never left the road.Elliot
"Well, it felt great and the opposite at the same time. Everything seemed too excess to me, when I knew that the less privileged needed those things and I had the excess of those things." Then he looked around the people for some time and continued, "So that's why I thought that I would do my utmost best to help the less privileged, even if it isn't in my position to do so."An uproar of applause rounded the air, and the cameras did their work effectively too. The Smile on the crowd's face made his heart warm up a little. He knew what it felt like to feel hungry, and desperately needed money for it. He stood up, and bowed in respect to their applause.The interviewer smiled brightly, in all his years of interviewing and questioning rich people or celebrities, they have never opened up to him or the whole crowd like this. He could notice that in Elliot's voice, there was no such thing as proudness, he couldn't feel any hint of proudness in his tone. Plus, he was subjected to humility.
And that moment, she stood up too, "Then I'm not calling her to call it off. Whether you like it or not, she's coming here." She replied, then walked out on him hurriedly and went to her room, then the sound of the room closing hardly enveloped the air.He glanced at the table in frustration, then his eyes moved over to her phone lying there uselessly.Then an accomplished smile crept up his lips as he picked it up and dialed her number. "Hello?" She spoke, the sound of whooshing air was heard at the background of the calling."You can turn."Lady Hart turned her head in confusion, and she sneered before she spoke, "What in the hell are you talking about?" He spoke gently, making his every word sound creasy, "I said you can turn back, Lady Hart." He answered back.A strand of sweat lingered around his forehead. He couldn't fathom what she would do next, but he stood his stance. If he could just avoid her coming here, maybe his wife wouldn't die like she did in his dream."I'm almost
"How is she?" Lady's Hart's voice spoke fluently at the other side of the phone, her voice as lively as ever.Disgust and nothing but hate flushed down his system. If his wife really died, he was going to make sure he finished this woman before he died. Even if it means going to jail or getting killed for it.After hearing her voice being lively, his hands shook. Her voice and words made him remember his wife. That was how she talked, so lively!"Hello?" Lady Hart's voice spoke yet again after she waited for some time and didn't hear any response."You there?" She repeated, but an ounce of pity wasn't evident in her voice."She's dead." He managed to say, then smashed the phone against the floor angrily. He didn't care what she would feel, but still, he knew she wouldn't care since she was pitiless. She was nothing but a nonchalant, wicked, money-loved mother and mother in law to them. And to Hannah, she wasn't the perfect grandmother. Ever since Hannah was young, he would remember w
She held her head in pains, her mouth looked painfully twitched and her eyes were closed tight, not even opening for a second."Honey, are you okay?" He asked curiously, he ran to where she was. Her back rested unto the wall hardly, she wriggled her hands and head every now and then.She ignored his question, it felt like heavy drumming was happening in her head, and she tried speaking but she just couldn't.Mr Hart gazed backwards only to see Lady Hart already seated on the dining chair once again, sipping orange juice while giggling over her phone nonchalantly. She acted as if they didn't exist.He sneered, right now, he didn't have time for this woman. He dragged his wife in pain, she was unconscious already and her body was heavier than what he thought, her breathing was unstable and it felt like life was slowly slipping out of her.He was getting convinced that something happened, "Honey?" He muttered to her ears, but unfortunately, there was no response for a long time.He wiggl
Lady Hart breathed in indifferently, closed her eyes and opened it only to see Mr Hart breathing heavily opposite her. She twitched her mouth downwards, she tried calming the anger that brewed in her, though it wasn't what she expected, it still looked all fun to her. "Mr Hart, calm down. What happened?" She asked, pretending to care about whatever he fussed about. She tried adding salts to the wound, probably, it would get him infuriated.He breathed in, "You are not worthy to be called a grandmother!" He scowled at her, his figure was already getting intimidating."Now that was way past her league." She thought within herself.Her eyes turned deadly, this wasn't a joke anymore. How could he talk nonsense to her face? Wasn't she intimidated by her?"Enough!" She yelled back, the food shook on the table vigorously.Mrs Hart hid in her own shadows, she wasn't conscious of what she would do. Now, both her husband and mother were furious and she was totally lost in her thoughts.Mr Har
Calm down, Honey. I was just furious, that's all." He said in a soft whisper, trying to kiss her cheek gently but she shoved him off, moaning softly."You just said it was all my fault. When we both know it's not." She explained, still in a furious voice."Anger and yelling isn't the nearest solution right now. I suggest we just call Lady Hart and inform her about what's going on. After hearing our explanation, she'll have no other choice than to tell her to come back home."Mrs Hart sniffed in gently, nodding her head. Then she brought out her phone, dialing Lady Hart's number. After a number of beeping, Lady Hart's voice came through later on, "What do you want?" She asked nonchalantly."Can we speak over dinner tonight?" She asked in a straight tone. Her once vibrant tone sounded angry and wasn't in a good mood.~~~~~Later at night,"The lasagnas are ready!" Mrs Hart announced, putting the tray of food on the table. The aroma of the lasagna and herbal tea which was Lady Hart's fav
"Honey, wasn't he Nicholas? The same tall one that dated Hannah when they were still in school?" Mr Hart spoke with disbelief evident in his tone, staring darkly at his wife.She couldn't get herself to say yes or no. All her whole life, she believed Nicholas was one of the perfect men for her daughter. But when Hannah came home, informing her of her break up with him, she was devastated.She nodded slowly, before coming to her senses, "Come on darling, Is that the only Nicholas we know? The Nicholas that dated our daughter was way too nice to do that." She concluded.Her husband ignored her, since he knew he was all for the money, she wouldn't want to believe that Nicholas could do such a thingMr Hart faced Andrew, "Did you get to meet Him? Could you describe his facial features and body size?"Andrew nodded, then closed his eyes to remember the man. All of a sudden, he opened his eyes, "He had thick black hair and brows. Looking like a model, the left side of his lips curved a litt