As soon as Ryan got home, he ordered pizza and sat down to set up the plasma television. He has really never enjoyed the one week vacation. There is no better time to enjoy it than now. Who knows what might happen when he gets back to work next week?
He took the remote from the stand and turned on the plasma TV. It brought a few prompts which he followed. The television was still loading the channels when his phone rang. From the screen of the phone, Ryan realized it was Landon calling."Man, how are you doing?""I have a small problem.""Small enough to kill?" Ryan asked, trying to joke."Yeah. You could say that.""Hey, are you kidding?""Well, the rent for the house where I'm living is due and the landlord already threw my stuff out. As I'm talking to you now, my properties are outside."Ryan relaxed. "That's crazy but I don't think something like that can kill youRyan shrugged. "I already divorce her." Landon unclenched his fists. He shook his head slowly. He had been thinking about that incident at the party when Ryan confronted Anderson. With the tension between those two that day, Landon had started wondering if Ryan had really divorced Stephanie. Later, he had heard about the news of Stephanie's fiancée being Anderson.Now as he looked at Ryan, he could only shake his head and imagine what it felt like being envied when what Ryan was facing was pure hell. He'd rather live as a poor man than have some woman treat him like some piece of rag. Forget about what he told Ryan the other day, he was just bluffing and trying to discourage Ryan from divorcing Stephanie. If he had any idea it was this complicated, he would have literally drafted out the divorce letter for Ryan if he couldn't do it."I wish to be like you when I grow up," Landon said.Ryan laughed. They both wen
"Good. Where is he heading to?" "His house. I mean, his rest house.""Okay." Ryan hung up.He glanced at the time. One hour and thirty minutes to go. He still has enough time to visit Logan.None of the work on his table is really important. By the time he comes back, he'd be able to finish them up.Ryan grabbed his key from the table and went out of his office, heading to the garage where he parked his car. He noticed some people, about five of them, one of them had a camera, he seemed to be filming something. Ryan frowned. The security guard at the gate has been clearly warned not to allow reporters in the company. Just how did these ones slip in? Since they won the case against the Lt Group, the reporters have not stopped coming, trying to get a word with some of the workers here. What those reporters don't know is that most of the workers here don't have a clue of what has been
Reporters have never been normal people to Ryan and they won't start being one now. He hissed. "Take off your heels from my phone.""Mr. Man, are you not going to apologize for what you said earlier? As a manner of courtesy, you should just say 'I'm sorry'," Isaac said."Tell your madam to take off her heels from my phone.""What?! Madam? Did you just call me a madam? I will kill you!" Really if Ryan had known telling reporters what he said earlier would have gotten this much on their nerves, he'd have said it to a lot of reporters when he was still back at New York. Maybe that would have lessened the numbers of microphones shoved at his mouth.The woman was going to say something when she stopped. She looked in front of her and took her heels from Ryan's phone. She folded her arms as if waiting for the right person who would make the judgment."I didn't know this is t
Ryan watched Anderson go inside the company. Before Ryan could question himself of what he was doing, he opened the door to his GMC and went after Anderson. Anderson didn't look behind him, he just walked straight to an office. The office of the manager. The same manager Ryan had come here to see.As Anderson was going to open the door to the manager's office, as if by impulse, he suddenly looked around. Seeing that Anderson was going to see him, Ryan took two steps backward to hide behind a pole. In his bid to hide, he must have stepped on someone because she heard a woman cussing him out.He turned to the woman and muttered his apologies to her bowing repeatedly as he did that."You must be blind," the woman said, staring at her shoes that Ryan had stepped on."I'm really sorry, ma'am," he said again."This is the only type of this shoe in the whole world. And you ste
Nathan looked stunned but it only made the woman laugh at Ryan."If you need evidence that what I've been telling you is true, this is one. Because of his arrogance, he's offering you a new investor. And fifty percent more of what what we agreed on? Is that a joke?"Ryan didn't mind the woman, he just focused his attention on Nathan. "What do you think?""Well…""The offer is off in the next thirty seconds," Ryan said.Nathan took several deep breaths. "If what you're saying is true then I'm in.""Deal." Ryan knew there was an organization in the Lt group that focused solely on investment. He sent a quick message to Edison's personal assistant to draft an investment document for Nathan's bank."Tomorrow, the assistant CEO of the Lt group is going to meet with you, you can better discuss the investment with him," Ryan told Nathan as they made their way away from the crowd, leaving the wo
Anderson's phone rang. A smile fell on his lip. He answered the call and plugged his airpods in his ears as he continued driving."Hello," he started to say but the person at the other end didn't seem to be in the mood for courtesy as such."You cannot be offered the loan, Mr Anderson Harris. Come to my office right now if you don't want things to escalate."Anderson's foot slipped off the gas pedal, the car veered toward the car in front of him. Before Anderson could pull himself together and control the car, he hit the car in front of him, creating a dent on it.The driver of the car came out to examine his car but Anderson didn't have that much time to spend on nonsense so he just turned his car around and headed back to the bank, ignoring the shouts from other cars that he hit as he drove past.Anderson kept on hoping one of those stupid cops on the road would try to stop him for overspeeding so that he'd gl
Later in the evening, Ryan drove back home after work. Since he had missed Logan before going to the bank, he had missed him for that day. Copper had called to inform him that the man already left his rest house. There was no use following the man around when the price of artwork wasn't with him.Ryan got down from the car. He noticed one of the girls that had introduced their laundry business to him standing some meters from his car. From the way the girl was looking faraway or pretending to be, Ryan knew she was waiting for him.He cleared his throat and started walking to his apartment and just as he predicted, the girl walked over to him."Excuse me, Sir," she said.Ryan stopped walking and smiled at her. Ryan wouldn't deny that the girl is beautiful but really, she's not his type of girl. Like, just looking at her… Damn. God help him, if she's trying to ask him out, he'd turn her down right on the spot.
No. Ryan convinced himself. No.He couldn't be sure that Anderson was coming here. He couldn't be sure Anderson would go to that girl's apartment.But still, Ryan couldn't stop the bitter feeling he had at the back of his throat.He watched as Anderson stepped into the compound. He went directly to the girl's apartment.Ryan came out of his hiding and watched the girl hug Anderson before going inside with him.The only thing Ryan ws sure of was the fact that it was his legs that carried him into his apartment and the reason he knew that was because he didn't have wings nor some super powers. He managed to press the password before crashing on the sofa in the sitting room."Ryan?" He heard Landon calling from the kitchen."Yeah.""I'm preparing dinner but I can't find the salt. Where is it?" "If you