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
Nathan's POVDr. Maxwell had helped him out a little by checking with other hospitals to see whether a man named Lucas had been admitted that night, though he didn't tell Dr. Maxwell the full story of who Lucas was and why he was looking for the man.For all he knew, his body could be lying in a hospital bed in a coma while he occupied Nathaniel Hayes body.His search for what had happened had taken him to many burial grounds and funeral homes, but he had been unfortunate in not uncovering a single detail concerning Lucas's whereabouts.Except that Elton had burned his body or thrown it into the Pacific Ocean, he couldn't explain how his body had vanished out of the surface of the earth without a trace.He sighed and changed lanes, grateful that the road was slightly free from motorist. The second alternative was to face Elton directly and question him about his body, but that would require disclosing his identity to the man. It was a bad option because he needed to conceal his true
Nathan’s POVNathan held his breath while watching her flip through a large inventory book. What if his body was really present at the funeral home? What was he going to do?Would he cry? Surely, it would confirm his fears, but it would also mean that he was dead and had no body to return to if the real Nathaniel Hayes took back his body.Shit! This reality was harder to process than actually being dead.His phone beeped and showed an incoming message. He grimaced as he opened it and discovered it was from David Lakewood, CEO of Solace enterprise.“Can we meet when you are free today? Perhaps after work?” It read.Nathan raised an eyebrow, wondering why David wanted to meet. Was he no longer interested in the deal? Or had something else occurred? He had a thought.“Okay. I will see you after work,” he replied back.He was about to call the man when his attention was drawn to Martha. She was acting strange as she flicked her gaze briefly to him. She sighed and opened another record boo