Nathan's eyes rolled back feeling as if their leg had been reset or something. He couldn't feel it as the doctor bandaged him. On the other hand, he had to endure his wife's piercing gaze."Do you have to play hero all the time," Laura Laura with a frown and placed her hand on Nathan's shoulder. It was a good day until she received an emergency that Nathan was hurt. She rushed to the hospital only to hear what happened. "My employees okay…I need them," he said breathlessly and did all he could to keep still, the doctor glanced at him and then shook his head."What if you lost a leg or both…I don't think you would still be talking like this," Laura remarked disdainfully, earning a chuckle from Nathan. He grabbed her hand and made her sit on the bed beside him."My wife, I know you are concerned about me…but don't worry, your favorite part is…unharmed," Nathan whispered in Laura's ear making her cheeks turn red."Stop it," she smacked him on the chest shyly only for Nathan to laugh an
Bernardo's eyes furrowed questionably as he read through the file his assistant delivered. With each turn of the page. Anger boiled within him. Of course, the only mistake he made. It was trusting someone to manage his affairs. And now he ripped the consequences. “How is that stubborn son of mine doing?” Bernardo asked lazily and slammed the file shut. Owen, who was standing to the sides, let out a sigh and responded.“He's doing the work himself… Mr Carter and his team refused to help out,” Owen remarked, and Bernardo's folded fist slammed heavily on the armrest. His eyes flashed with rage. “Why isn't he firing those incompetent idiots…he's the boss!” He made a low yell, wondering why Nathan was being so soft toward men who decided to go against him.“Well, sir… I think Mr. Dawson knows what he's doing… I sent someone to watch over him and well…” Owen explained but hesitated, and an angry Bernardo glared at him disdainfully. “Speak…”“Mr. Dawson is a hardworking man…seeing how ded
Nathan's eyes narrowed into slits as Dean made his way around the table. The four men had left at Nathan's order. With graceful movements, Dean cheekily sat down and crossed his legs and slammed a file on the table. The entire time, Nathan was watching in anticipation. “You should why I'm here,” Dean said and lazily glanced up at Nathan. Of course, Nathan didn't know, and he didn't care. Both men were enemies. The fact that Dean dared to harass Laura made Nathan's expression darken.“This isn't the time or place…or are you here for more beatings,” Nathan retorted cheekily, and he saw Dean's eyes flash with rage but soon composed himself. “My dad doesn't know what he's done…very soon you'll lead this company to bankruptcy,” Dean remarked while tapping his fingers on the table. There was silence on Nathan's part, but soon his lips quivered upwards into a smirk. He adjusted comfortably in his chair and let out a chuckle.“It is too hard to accept…that your old man trusts me more than…y
Laura and Nathan sat at the intimate table, nestled in the corner of their favorite Italian bistro. The soft glow of candlelight reflected in Laura's eyes as she lifted her wine glass, toasting the man sitting across from her. He smiled, a smile that reached his eyes, and Laura's heart fluttered. “This is great,” Laura said, smiling calmly, looking at Nathan sitting across from her. She felt a sense of security. “Not what I planned. But I hope you like it,” Nathan whispered and took a sip of his wine. Laura glanced around the place and nodded.“It's fine…as long as you're here…everything is special,” she grabbed his hand on the table. Nathan stared at her for a while and smiled.“I promise to always be here…no matter what?” He said, hoping Laura would trust him since they have been married for a long time. Despite the disapproving whispers and raised eyebrows from others about their age difference, Nathan had promised to stand by Laura's side, no matter what.“We'll support each oth
The restaurant was nearly filled. The tables were nicely arranged. The atmosphere was pleasantly delightful. People dine in groups and couples. The soft classical music playing in the background gave a serene feelingMost star five restaurants had that uniqueness. From the food. To the setup and the serviceGlancing around. Nathan knew such high places didn't suit him. He wasn't bothered by fancy things. He spotted a court at a far corner having a quiet meal. It was nearing the end of the week."So Mr Dawson…such a clean record you have here" a familiar voice jerked him back to reality. Turning back to look at the two old men sitting with him. Nathan gave a half smile. His fingers circled the crystal stem filled with wine and raised it to his lips. "Isn't it…what you are looking for?"Nathan said, his voice deep and relaxed. A proud smile crept at the corners of his lips knowing Carter and his friend Harris were shrewd old men. Carter was a chairman at a well-known construction compan
A blue and white car stopped outside a house. The door opened forcefully. Of course, it was another day. The sun shone brightly. The blue sky was dotted with fluffy white clouds that drifted lazily in the gentle breeze.Specks of dust seemed to dance in the shaft of afternoon sunlight that slanted through the window.Nathan got out of the police car and adjusted his jacket"Look here Bobby"Nathan said leaning down the car window and peeking inside to look at the cop, who dared lay his hands on him"Before you say any shitty thing…quit wasting your time getting into fights," the policeman said, cutting Nathan off. With a scoff, Nathan smirked"Whatever Bobby…next time stay the hell out of my business" he hated it when people interfered in his affairs. Especially the cops"For the last time, it's James…Carl James" the policeman snapped feeling irritated and Nathan chuckle helplessly."Stay out of my affairs Carl…we don't want you losing a bone or two, "Nathan said coldly, he respected t
Whenever something happened in the Larson family. The first person who called a meeting was the lady of the houseThe woman who ruled with an iron fist. No one dared to defy her rules. Whenever she got angry everyone got burned"Why aren't they vacating the building""W-well…lady Laura…we tried..we gave out notices to everyone, "the man sitting opposite his boss said nervously. His heart thumped painfully as he tried to keep calm. Peeking up, his knees turned weak at the sight of his boss. For a 40 years old women. She didn't look her age. Beauty with brains and a thirst for success. A perfect blend for a troublesome womanDressed in a white suit, a skirt reaching above her knees, and a coat with a white shirt inside. Rob had to say. His boss was extremely beautiful. Despite her angry resting face. She was a goddess. A gorgeous heart shaped the face of a model despite her age. Her voice was low and calm. She was every man's dream. Those beautiful hazel eyes drew everyone in. To the p
"Mom…you don't have to worry…I'll fix this"Nathan coaxed his mother, he didn't have to hide such a thing from her. It turned out she knew about this"Son…we can't do anything…sooner or later we have to leave from here," his mom said calmly, and Nathan went silent. He very well knew how much the house meant to his momShe raised her children in the very same house. So much happened and now she was being forced to leave,"Please Nate…don't go out causing trouble" she added, placing her hand on his shoulder. Nathan had his back turned away however he felt his mother's warmth. Turning around, Nathan took his mom's hand. She smiled at him. Of course, she was good at hiding her emotions no matter how hurt she was"Mom…we can't just leave…even if others give in…I won't," he said, giving nothing away. This was important. After the incident with his father. His mom had been like this, calm. Someone would say way too calmly. She never showed any weakness which hurt him."She's powerful…as it is