Elton's POVElton snorted angrily, “You’re telling me that all I’ve done is going down the drain? Do you know how much effort I put into this deal?” He barked, gazing at Nicholas, who had decided to move away from him.It was a wise decision, given that he might punch a hole in the wall right now or even someone close to him.Adam groaned. “I understand, Elton. Calm down. But at the time, my hands were tied. Samuel cannot even communicate with Nathaniel. His decision is final, and we must move on,” he whispered.Elton didn’t wait to respond to the man, he ended the call with a loud shout.He looked at Nicholas with fire in his eyes. “This is fucking happening! After everything, I gave those old fools!” He spat and shook his head.He had personally made their lives easier over the last few months, and given them more money than he had given his wife in a month, and now they were telling him that they couldn’t handle a simple boy who had recently gained power.Nicholas took a long breat
Scott’s POV Scott pulled up his pants and checked himself in the mirror before jogging out of his room. He was dressed in joggers and a simple tee shirt since it wasn’t workday and he was heading to the gym down town and meeting up with Myla to check out the local small-chain businesses. It was a means for Hayes Holdings to conduct research on the project and prepare for its presentation at the next board meeting, where they would determine whether or not to travel to Asia. He had long wanted to do something unique for the company, and he saw this initiative as an opportunity to do so. He had discussed this with his father when the man was still alive and even though they had not gotten around to beginning something or finalizing any plans, he knew his father would still want him to continue with the project. For dad, he thought. He climbed down the stairs two at a time, and when he reached the bottom, Jane met him there as if she had been waiting for him to come down. “Good mor
Scott's POVNow that Scott thought about Nicholas, he wondered how the man was doing, especially after the deal fell through.Scott made a mental note to find out how Nicholas was doing. Nathan has yet to hear from Nicholas after sending the email that terminated the Project 100 agreement.For some reason, he was waiting to see what Rivers Estates would do and how they would react to Hayes Holdings’ breach of contract, since they were yet to receive any legal letter.They didn’t sign a contract with Rivers Estates in the first place, but had given their verbal agreement, so it was as good as signing a deal.Nathan felt certain that he could manage any legal complications that arose, but thinking about Rivers Estates’ lack of action made him feel uneasy like it was the storm before the calm.Perhaps they had decided to accept their fate and abandon the idea, or they were too astonished to respond. Whichever one, he’d approach Nicholas as an acquaintance later on to find out what was on
Scott’s POV“On average, how many people come in here every day?” He asked the other man, who was undoubtedly in command of the gym..The man offered his hand. “I’m Noah Martinez,” he said, shaking Scott’s hand briefly.“To answer your question, an average of eighty-five people visit our gym every day, and they stay for at least three hours in the gym, which would amount to more than five hundred dollars per individual.” Noah answered.Scott raised an eyebrow at the amount. He had never been a lover of going outside to work out or even working out at all and the only reason they had a gym at home was because Nathan wanted it.Scott was not as obsessed with his body and keeping shape as Nathan was before his accident.But hearing that at least 85 individuals; Male and female included, walked into this downtown gym every day was perplexing. Looking at Noah, he had a feeling that the man was not even exaggerating the figures, because they obviously kept a record.He looked around. “What
Scott's POV“How was it?” Myla asked him.He shook his head and said, “I’m not certain.” He murmured, “I’m not as sure as I was when I first started the project. With what I’m seeing, it looks like a sinking ground for our finances…”Myla made no comment and even brought him to other stores down the street. They were basically the same, with little to distinguish them from one another. It seems like they were all doing the same thing with no competition at all, that was why goods were getting bad in the shelves.Scott was exhausted by the time they left the last convenience store. Even when Myla suggested visiting another store, he had bluntly refused. He could not wait to go back home and take a refreshing bath.He checked his smart watch, and it was nearly afternoon. Perhaps he might have lunch with Myla before returning home.“Lunch?” he inquired.Myla shook his head. “Sadly no. I promised Amber that I’d try his new recipe. I hope this isn’t as bad as the last one.” He replied with
Nathan's POVFrying eggs should not be as mentally draining and time-consuming, Nathan thought as he discarded the burnt eggs and emptied the pan into the sink."What the hell is wrong with me?" He murmured with frustration. Since becoming Nathaniel Hayes, he has gradually lost all of his cooking abilities and could not even prepare the most mundane dish.For gods sake, he had been cooking in the Ross family house for years and could easily compete with any upper-class chef, but that was no longer the case.He heard a snicker and turned to see Jane hanging at the door. " I saw the whole house clouded in smoke and decided to come make sure the kitchen was intact" Jane mocked.He rolled his eyes at her. Looking back at the stove. Was the fire too much? He thought. It wasn't, because the gas cooker was the same one that they used at the Ross mansion.He just could help but feel frustrated at his present state. He walked over to the fridge and pulled out another crate if eggs. " I think y
Nathan's POVNathan's legs led him to the back of the house, and he was happy to find that he wasn't the only one who was having a bad day.Scott was sitting outside on the patio, staring at his laptop that was open in front of him with a frown etched on his face. Nathan sighed and slumped into the seat opposite Scott."How bad is your day going for you to frown at your laptop like that?" he blurted out. " What's your story…"Scott sighed and pushed the laptop toward him. "Worse than yours, especially considering the fact that your cooking adventure almost burned the entire house," he snickered.Nathan growled, "Geez!" Will you all stop? I can cook. I'm just not sure what's wrong with me!" He murmured.Scott shook his head, " that's your story? Because that is a lame excuse even for you Nathan." He chipped." For the umpteenth time, I. CAN. COOK" Nathan said, putting much emphasis on the last part of his statement.Scott snorted. "Yeah, I'm black," he said."You're not black, Scott."
Nathan's POV"If there are no objections, it means that everyone supports the acquisition plans and is in board to move ahead." Nathan stated, glancing around the room.The board had unexpectedly supported his intention to acquire Solace Enterprise, which had stunned him. No one, not even from the financial department, protested, which made his day.When he had been preparing for the meeting, he had thought about how to react if the board disagrees with his suggestion and one of the ways he thought about was to move the decision forward but using his veto power.It save him a lot of stress that they didn't disagree with him one bit as if they had done a meeting beforehand.When no one commented, he nodded and concluded the discussion. “ then the lawyers would take it up from here…” he said.Everyone stood up and began conversing among themselves. Some people departed the room to attend to other appointments. He tidied the space before him on the table and nodded at Scott, who left the