Chapter Ninety-one

"That's weird right?" Layla asked, looking at Nathan, and Alistair.

Nathan nodded his head, "Yeah, that's strange coming from Mr. Charlie."

Alistair had his hands on his waist, he was also shocked at what just happened, "Did he just shake my hands, and asked me how I slept? Or was I daydreaming?"

Layla stepped forward, and pinched him on his neck, "Oouch," he screamed, and turned towards her, "What was that for?"

"You wanted to know if you are daydreaming right? I just decided to help you with that," she muttered, smiling.

"Can we please go into your office, I am tired of standing outside," Nathan muttered.

"Ohhh, forgive me about that," he said and stepped forward, as she placed his hands on the door scanner. Ding ding, the sound came, and the door of his office opened, and they all stepped in.

Alistair walked to his chair, while Layla and Nathan sat down at the seat at the other side of his table. "Tell us Alistair, have you made up your mind?"

Alistar exhaled, gazing at the chandel