The sky was a little cloudy as Alexander walked out of the Sean Tower. He was not bothered about all the discouraging words that the old men at the executive council had said. The trial document in hand, Alexander knew that all he had to do was find a way to tackle the trial one after the other. He was not afraid of starting his own company. All his life, Alexander was not very used to hand outs, he did all he could just to fend for himself and his ungrateful wife. And although her family was much richer than he could ever have imagined himself to be, he was not a leech or parasite That wanted to live off his in-laws. Alexander was quickly learning how to be a man, and not just a man but a man of value and power. He stepped out of the elevator proudly, he could hear the old butler's footsteps right behind him. "I think we've done this before, this is the point where you meet me after the meeting and begin to tell me everything I said wrong and how I should ask for mercy, right?
It was later that evening that Alexander finally cleaned up and decided to meet Alicia at one of the fanciest restaurants in the town. He asked Brad to make a special reservation for just the two of them at the rooftop. Alexander was a little scared, maybe not terrified as the old man had wanted him to be but that did not mean he was not anxious or nervous at all. He was still bothered about how he would accomplish such a hard task. He refused to even think about the parts where he had to marry a royal from one of the top four families in the city. Deciding he would get to that sea when the time was right and definitely find a way to cross it, he focused his attention on the very first task. Unbuttoning his shirt two at the top, he stepped out of the car and walked into the restaurant, Brad was right behind him. The valley at the entrance got the car key and ushered them inside. Alexander could not help but admit that the place was exquisite. Multicolored chandeliers hun
Alicia moved back, her face and mask of horror, "What are you doing here, Dad?" She asked in shock. Alexander was surprised too, he wondered how the father they had just been discussing a few minutes ago managed to arrive at the restaurant so quickly. "Did you really think I was going to let you miss that trip to Italy?" The father asked, his tone anything but friendly. "Dad, I told you I am not interested in going, why don't you let Andrew go," she said defensively, throwing her napkin on the table and crossing her arms stubbornly. "Really? When did I start trusting Andrew with my business deals, you know he is barely useful in the day-to-day operations of the company," he replied stiffly. "I don't care., figure it out yourself, I am not interested in making that trip and you won't bully me into it," she spat, suddenly engaged at his aggressive behavior. Alexander was feeling very uncomfortable because he was caught in the crossfire of a family argument that he had n
Alexander looked at Alicia's father as he quickly instructed the waiter to get his card and pay for everything they had bought from the restaurant, including the special reservation. Alicia simply rolled her eyes because she knew that her father was accusing Alexander wrongly. "You think I am going to let you little boyfriend get away with this one?" Beck asked. But Alexander did not reply, in fact he did not need to because his actions would have to speak clearer than whatever words he had to say. The waiter looked a little confused, as much as he did not want to embarrass Alexander because he had just booked such an expensive restaurant, he was kind of torn between choices as Beck began to insult him and claim he did not have the money to pay. In fact, the waiter kind of believed Beck because he was a very influential man in the town and his daughter, Alicia , often came to the restaurant too and was always with men that made her take the bill. Apparently, Alexander would not be
For the next two and a half hours, Alexander discussed with Mr McIntyre about everything from airplanes, to private jets, to buying islands in the Caribbean. He turned out that Alicia's father was actually a very interesting man and his initial arrogance was just a way of looking out for his daughter. Although Alexander could send a class distinction that he held very dearly, Beck did not look like the kind of man who would tolerate anyone below his class and that to Alexander was a big no. Not only did Alexander know where he was coming from, he could also tell that his humble life for the past few years could pose a problem if people found out just how he lived before Harry found him again. "I look forward to meeting with you again, Alexander," Beck said brightly and with Alexander as he rose from the chair, wiping his beard with the napkin and dropping it on the table. It was a great dinner, Alexander gave him the leverage of ordering anything he wanted from the restaurant
The next day couldn't have arrived fast enough for Alexander. Despite having a warm scented bath the previous night, he spent most of the night turning and tossing in bed without getting any sleep. He was kind of nervous about getting to the company the next day and he couldn't even explain where his nerves were coming from. Alexander realized that he was the new leader of the Sean family but somehow those titles still seemed far away from him. It was as if he was the one and yet he wasn't. Alexander soon realized that he had to pass the trial in order to get optimum respect and the influence he wanted from the Sean family. Dressed in a crisp white shirt and pair of tan trousers, Alexander clicked on his cufflinks and looked at his reflection on the mirror again. He did not look bad at all and he could confidently agree with that. Moving outside, the first person he saw was Harry, who was dressed in a French suit and a bow tie that matches perfectly with his hair color. "Good
Waking up earlier and getting used to the taste of black coffee was something Alexander realized he had to get used to in order to function at the Sean company. Although he was the boss and could do as he pleased, show up whenever it was convenient and never even have to wake up before noon, he realized that there was a lot more involved in becoming the heir of the family than just sitting on a high chair and barking instructions, he had to be everywhere, he had to have his eyes on everything. Being at the company for just one day has taught him to be very patient with people and to keep his head a little low if he wanted to find out anything. Harry was right, the staff in the company - at least most of them - somehow knew him and the talk with Simon had spread far, so basically everyone was on their best since they realized he would now be working at the company officially. It was early morning the next day and Alexander decided to arrive early at the office. Alicia had calle
Everyone was trying to talk at about the same time and the living room ended up sounding oddly like a poultry farm. Grace could barely hear herself and Fiona was still struggling to make her point known to her family. "If you guys could just listen for one freaking second!" Fiona bellowed, frustrated with the whole lecture she was getting from her entire family. Grace, her mother glared at her, clearly not interested in whatever explanation she had to give. "What could you possibly say that will make any sense to us? We have just lost the one deal that meant everything to us!" She snapped. "But we have been doing well without them and we can still survive even if the McIntyre family doesn't want to invest in our company," she argued. Gilbert, her brother, chuckled and asked if she had any idea what was actually going on in the family. "I think you have been in your own little bubble with Alexander for so long and now you're with that Same guy so you haven't really been not