Scott’s POV It took Scott less than an hour to beat the early morning traffic, drop Nate off at school, and get to work. It was soon after eight a.m. when he entered his office, already exhausted when the day had not even started.He had checked his schedule that morning and had mainly internally meetings with some departments. He was grateful that Helen had been considerate, considering the fact that she had filled his week with international calls from international clients. He was about to sit down on his chair when his door was busted open and Samuel stuttered inside his office with an angry look and a paper on his hand. Scott moaned. What the hell was wrong now? He pondered as Samuel slapped the paper on his desk. Scott grumbled, muttering profane words as he picked up the paper, reading its contents in seconds. He identified two keywords: Rivers Estates and court. He looked up, shocked, and stared at Samuel. Samuel huffed arrogantly, “I warned Nathaniel that they would come
Nathan’s POV He stormed into Myla’s office after exiting Scott’s office. Nathan was relieved he had left the office because he couldn’t trust himself not to do anything weird to Samuel.The guy was intentionally forcing his hand and making him angry by saying careless words. How could Samuel do such a thing? He thought. What was pissing him off the most was that Samuel was still acting like he did nothing wrong whereas he had stupidly sat down there, making a promise that had been recorded.He had to give it to Rivers Estates, those guys were smarter than they looked. Whoever had suggested recording the verbal agreement had seen into the future because what the fuck! Nathan walked by the receptionists and they both nodded at him. Before anybody could stop him, he pushed Myla’s door open to enter the room. “Did you watch the news? Fucking Rivers Estates is suing Hayes Holdings,” he shouted as he entered Myla’s office, staring at him sitting in front of the table; perched on it actu
Nathan’s POVIt surprised Nathan, so he looked to Myla for an explanation. But before he said anything else, Myla shook his head, laughing. “My father is Nathaniel’s godfather.”Nathan’s mouth widened in shock. This made a lot of sense. With the way the man touched and spoke to him like Nathaniel was his son. He was confident that the man had spoiled Nathaniel when he was younger. It showed in their brief interaction, even though this was the first time he was meeting the man.Myla cleared his throat, interrupting Nathan’s thoughts. He sighed and turned to Myla. He was in the guy’s office for a reason.“ You’re here…why?” Myla asked, a frown etched on his face.Nathan sighed, “ Rivers Estates is suing Hayes Holdings. Apparently, Samuel gave them a verbal agreement that was recorded and they are suing for breech if contract..” he explained.Myla blinked before he huffed angrily. He knew that Myla didn’t involve himself in anything that involved the running of the company, but now, the
Nathan’s POV“I don’t like the pants you’re putting on, Nate; go change them,” he said, looking up briefly to see the little kid who had entered the living room.They have been at it for almost twenty minutes and at this rate, he was getting annoyed. Nate had said that he didn’t need any maid helping him to dress, but Nathan was starting to doubt that decision. Maybe the boy actually needed help.Nathan’s gaze however remained locked on what he was reading on his iPad, and he didn’t bother checking to see if Nate had gone upstairs to change because he knew the youngster was still standing there.“You said that about the pants I wore two minutes ago.” Nate murmured.He rolled his eyes and glanced up at the child. “Exactly my point, Nate. I got you a new pants last week, so I would appreciate it if you put those on instead, rather than this one that looks like it was handed down to you by some charity cause…” he suggested, arching his brow when Nate moaned loudly, showing his displeasu
Nathan’s POV “You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!” He cursed, glancing at Jane, who had come up behind him in horror.She groaned and shook her head, grumbling under her breath as she bent down to pick up the garments off the floor. She acted like she was used to seeing this sights.Nathan watched in amazement, wondering what the hell had happened in the room. There was no possibility the room hadn’t been cleaned that morning, given that he had entered it only a few hours before.He gazed at Nate, who was holding a pair of black sneakers and looking at his feet. “ Why does it look like a volcano erupted in your room?!” He asked in bewilderment.Nate gazed up at him and boy his lower lip before lowering his head and staring at his feet.Nathan felt like shaking the kid until he opened his mouth to speak. He wanted to scold the boy, but Jane gave him a look that indicated she understood what was going on. He huffed angrily and closed his eyes, attempting to contain himself.The only
Nathan's POVNathan parked his car in front of the restaurant around an hour later after they had left home. He had driven Nate around town; which gave him time to think, so it had taken him a long time to get to the restaurant. The actual journey was supposed to have been less than thirty minutes.He sighed, unbuckling his seatbelt as he stared at the rear mirror. "We're here," he whispered to the boy, hopping out of the car. Nathan stepped over to Nate’s side and opened the door for the boy to step out.He made sure to show his displeasure over what had happened and that Nate saw his facial expression.Nate followed silently behind him as he entered the five-star restaurant. The area had cool background music playing to entertain the customers. they had a theme every week. looking around, he took note of the vibrant green and yellow color. Nathan smiled, loving the theme for that week.Nathan would have gone to any other restaurant, but this specific one didn’t have a policy agains
Nathan's POVThe door chimed, causing him to turn around. Saved by the bell, Nathan thought as He watched Stephen stroll inside the restaurant and waved to the man. When Stephen looked around the restaurant in search of him, and saw him, he approached the table."A beautiful afternoon to you, sir." Stephen greeted him, taking one of the two empty seats. The man wiggled his eyebrows at Nate who muttered a greeting to him.Nathan nodded. “Same. I just ordered, and the meal should be ready in a few minutes. I hope you enjoy cheeseburgers,” he muttered. He had ordered the same food for Stephen, having eaten lunch with him once.If Stephen didn't like it, then he would package it for home.Stephen smiled and shrugged. “I’m good with anything you order. How’s work?” he asked.Nathan sighed. He disliked talking about work at the table, but it was what they were there to discuss. It was hard getting a schedule to suit Stephen or even meeting the man when he was free.So instead of waiting fo
Nathan’s POVWhen they finished eating, Stephen wiped his lips and relaxed in his chair, gently sipping his drink. Nathan did the same thing too, waving to the waitress who was standing in the corner.The waitress came over and began clearing the table, but Nathan noticed Nate was still eating. He had thought Nate was eating earlier as he had seen the boy, but after checking Nate’s plate, he saw that Nate actually wasn’t.Nate was simply turning his fork into the pasta, acting like he was actually eating.He frowned, “You’re not eating?” Nathan muttered.Nate lowered his head so that his forehead was almost touching the platter of pasta and that pissed Nathan off.“ I don’t like pasta…” Nate mumbled.Nathan snorted. The kid literally couldn’t go a day without eating pasta; it was his favorite. So saying that Nate didn’t like pasta was surprising.“ What do you mean you don’t like pasta. You eat this everyday!” Nathan barked.Nate recoiled back from him at first before frowning. “I don