Tracy stood at the doorway of her family mansion, she was dressed in a leather skirt and pair of boots that reached up to her mid thighs. Not only was she scantily dressed but she didn't look so sober either. "Is this a way of showing us that you're rebellious? Because we still don't get your message," her mother, Grace said to her angrily. Sylvester Caden was also in the large living room and he didn't look happy either. Tracy ignored both of them and made her way to the staircase, heading to her room. "One more step and you will be stripped of everything you own, I dare you," Sylvester spoke in such a cold voice that Tracy stopped at the landing of the staircase and turned to face her parents. "What do you want from me, father?" She asked in an equally stoic tone. Sylvester snorted and Grace gasped. She'd never heard her daughter sound so impolite and she chastised her immediately, "What's wrong with you? That's no way to talk to your father," she snapped. Tracy rolled her
Bryan marched to the car, a scowl on his face as she folded his arms and leveled Leon with a stare that stopped him right on his tracks. "What are you discussing with my brother?" He asked. Leon was a little confused. He figured that not many liked him and the new position he'd acquired from Xavier but he didn't expect Bryan to be one of them and take it so far. "I don't understand, why would you ask that, do you have a problem with me discussing anything with Xavier?" He asked. "Not when I know what his intentions are," Bryan replied swiftly. Leon was taken aback for a moment and he asked him what he meant by that. "Did you just say his intentions?" He asked and Bryan nodded. "Yes, I said his intentions," he replied and looked at the tent where Xavier and Leon had sat just a few moments back. "I don't want to have this conversation here, let's get out of here and talk," he suggested. Leon was a little uncertain, he could see that Bryan didn't look very comfortable and his
"Are you sure about that? Isn't it a little extreme?" Leon asked, looking at Bryan with arched brows. Bryan chuckled and said there was no other way. "It's simple actually, if you want the staff to remain loyal to you then they must be new faces. There is no way you can ever completely take over XLT if all the workers still remain loyal to Xavier," he advised. Leon could not argue with that naked truth. It was clear that even during the meeting with Hopkins when the greedy man had tried to doctor his own resignation, the staff were all attentive to Hopkins and it seemed that was where their loyalties lay because they knew him and were familiar with him. Leon on the other hand was the new face in the company and they were all struggling to stay loyal to him. "I guess you're right, I will do just that," he replied and signaled the waiter to bring a fresh cup of coffee for him as the one on the table had long gone cold. "This isn't what it seems. I know at the banquet that I had s
In front of the building, Leon could spot Tracy standing at the porch, her eyes hidden behind a pair or large dark glasses. She was pacing and he knew that wasn't good. Tracy Caden was a calm and composed girl, she was never ruffled despite the situation and she exuded authority right through her pores. But recently, Leon couldn't help but notice that she wasn't so serene. The last time they had met, she had been in such a hurry to leave that he almost thought that he had upset her - and maybe he had - but he didn't have any idea what he did or said. Stepping out of the vehicle, he walked to the porch and stood for a few minutes staring at her closely before she finally registered his presence. Tracy jerked, startled to see him right in her face. "I didn't hear you walk down, you scared me," she said and placed her hands over her chest. Tracy looked him over, more or less checking him out without even hiding it. She looked at his shoes and commented on it, "It's pretty expen
"I'm a healer, Tracy, I'm not a businessman," Leon replied bluntly. Tracy sighed and got on her feet, she looked around the house and hummed. "I know you can help me, Leon. You have the entire city in your control, you decide what happens and when it does, I know with Xavier right beside you there is nothing you can't achieve," she said. "Tracy, I want to help you, but are you sure this is the best thing to do?" He asked, he could still recall how Sylvester was, stoic, unfeeling and unwilling to compromise. If he was hellbent on marrying his daughter off then he doubted there was much anyone could do to change his mind. "Leon, I can't get married to Vincent Roger. He is an old ugly man from the Roger family who has been lusting after me since I was just a child in middle school," she stated angrily and stomped her feet. "I'd rather take my own__" "You don't have to be that extreme, I'll help you, Tracy," Leon agreed. He could already guess what she was about to say and he did
The vacation home was a little far off the city. Hector drove a few minutes before he got to the edge of the city where the vacation home sat, nestled between the valley and a little beach. Leon stared at the beach with longing, the water would be nice. "We're here," Hector said as the car rolled to a stop beside the bank and Tracy looked outside. "I think this place is tightly secured," she mentioned. Leon looked at the gate, it was nothing but a small iron casting that would give away with one thrust but he could see men dressed in black inside the property. "I should go talk to them," he said and was about to get out of the car but Tracy stopped him with her palm on his arms gently, "I think I should do that, my father had brought me here once and I think they might still know me," she said and left the car. Leon was a little uncertain, he didn't want them to harass her but she insisted. Tracy walked to the men and after exchanging a few words, they nodded with a bow and
The raindrops wetted the window, giving it a dewy look. Leon looked outside, the grass under looked a little greener and the cars parked seemed like tiny dogs on the lawn. It was indeed a beautiful sight and Leon wished he could say the same thing about the XLT company too. Since he'd arrived from the meeting with Vincent and conversation with Bryan, he had a different view on the company he was struggling to groom. The voice of Bryan still played in his head, he was walking right on glass and it felt like any moment it would all come crashing down. "Who's there?" Leon asked as he heard a knock on the door. "Sir, I'm here to get the folder for the partners," Lily's voice sounded from outside and he asked her immediately. Not like he wanted to discuss anything with her after Bryan's advice to him to fire everyone from the company and have them replaced. "I haven't looked through the folders yet, Lily, is that all?" He asked and looked at her stiffly. Lily must have sensed that
Everyone was panicked as the man lay on the floor, lifeless. "What's happening, Dr Armstrong?" Hopkins asked in disbelief as he heard about a heart attack. "Hurry, call the ambulance!" Armstrong ordered Lily and she hurried over to grab the telephone at the corner of the conference room, quickly calling the company clinic. "You never told me your cousin was ill! I told you to bring me a rich man who could help me and you bring a fucking dead case?!" Hopkins snapped angrily. Armstrong was upset at the insult and although he was worried about his cousin, he spat at Hopkins to get lost. "You should be glad that my cousin even offered to help you! You aren't worth his money or his prestige! Do you know who Mr Drake is?" Hopkins huffed but looked away, not even making any move to help. He was greatly disappointed that his meeting which he'd spent too much time and resources to set up was being disrupted because of a heart attack. Lily turned to Leon, "Please, sir, you will h