Twen's question was met with a heavy silence. Robbie and I both stared at our son in absolute silence. I was not sure how to start explaining this situation and Robble looked extremely conflicted. It was clear he was experiencing a range of complicated emotions. It was their first meeting, but it was also under the most strange and awkward circumstances, and I had no time to mentally prepare Twen for this sudden shock. I was tor between telling him the entire situation or simply passing it over for another time. The silence dragged on as we both tried to figure out where to start explaining. Jenny was standing behind Twen, looking both uncomfortable and irritated. Sam looked between all four of us with a 'what-is-this-situation expression on his face. Twen was the first one to break the silence. He ran up to Robbie and pulled his suit as if asking for attention, then he asked loudly.
"Why are you not talking? Tell me, are you, my dad?"
Robbi
Robbie's dad's POVft thought you would be taking the boy with you, sir." Roger said from beside the driver's seat, caressing his beard.I smiled at him and sighed. "How many years has it been since you started working for me, Rogers?""Six years sir.""And yet you don't know how to play the game? I can't say it's inexperience should I call it lack of commonsense or ignoranca?""Apologises, sir. Please enlighten metI like men with a healthy dose of curiosity Rogers has it. He is eager to leam and improve himself. That's why heis a perfect assistant"How do you think my son would react had I taken the boy away?"Rogers looked perturbed. He turned to look at me in the backseat with these gloomy eyes of his. I gave him a mocking smile,"My son had inherited that hot tamper from me with a massive dose of recklessness. The moment he learns that Twen is with me, he wouldn't think twice before reporting me to the cops. Right now, he is rebelling against me.If I make one false move then I
Warning: Strong wordsRobbie's POVTory and I got out of the hospital after treating Twen's feet. He jumped on the pieces of glass, injuring his feet The boy had too much excitement for one day and cried himself to sleep. Before he fell asleep, I heard him mumble something about not being able to run. It was only today that I discovered that Twen loved racing, and because of me, he is getting deprived of doing what he loves I felt my heart twist Why did our first meeting have to go in this manner?I turned to look at Tony, who was in no better shape. He has been very quiet ever since leaving Sam's place. can't blame him. He has done everything in his power to protect Twen, only to have my dad manipulate Twen against him. I would have been disheartened as well. Twen's words were ringing in my ears like drums. How did dad know about Tony and Twen? Did Sarah tell him? No, that doesn't seem night Sarah was herself informed by someone else. Could it be that dad was the one who discovered i
It was almost midnight when heard the doorbell ring. Who could it be so late at night?i peeped through the eye hole to see Fred with someone on his am. As I was watching him, the bell burst into a few more rings."Calm down, I am opening." said a little loudly for Frod to hear.As I opened the door, saw Fred half-carrying Robbie over his shoulder"Yo grandpa, we have reached," Fred said jerking Robbin, who looked dead drunk.I quickly put my arms around Robbie's other free arm to support him: My nose was assaulted by a strong amelllegs were numb. He looked half asleepof alcohol it was strong enough to get you intoxicated, I held him around the waist and found that his hands and"Tony..." I heard him murmur."That's all he's been saying ever since collapsing after getting drunk." Fred grumbled, "That's why I carried him bera"Do you know why was he drinking in the first place?" I inquired, wondering if he had a row with his father."Nope. He appeared out of nowhere and kept ordering
Morning came too fast for me. I don't even remember when I fell asleep, but by the time my eyes opened, it was already bright outside. I was feeling so tired and mentally drained that I wanted to go back to sleep when a pair of little hands patted me awake.Pat! Pat!"Mommy! It's morning. Wake up!" I heard a sweet voice call me."Mmm," I whined before lazily raising my head from my knees where I placed it and dozed off last night."Mommyyyyy!" I heard the sweet voice cry a little louder, patting my face even harder."5 more minutes, kid," I said groggily."You are such a sleepyhead, mommy," Twen said, pouting, before patting my cheek some more."Okay! Okay! Stop patting Tw-" I was about to stop Twen when I realized my hand was stuck.Blinking, I looked at the source obstructing my hand and saw my fingers interlinked with Robbie's. Robbie was somehow holding my hand tightly though he appeared to be deep in sleep. A thin ray of sunlight was falling on his beautifully carved features, hi
"Why does he want you to marry Sarah when you do not want to?" I asked, feeling bewildered that Robbie's father has no respect for his wishes."Sarah is his friend's daughter to whom he owes something. When Sarah showed a desire to marry me, dad thought it was the best way to repay that debt," he spoke monotonously as if he was describing someone else's situation.My mouth fell open in shock, "He is using you as a bargaining chip. Aren't you, his son?Robbie leaned back and stared at the ceiling, saying with a mocking laugh, "I sure am, and that is why he thinks he has the right to make decisions in my life. He hates not having things his way!"I was speechless. I remained silent, watching Robbie contemplating. All this time, I was so focused on his beauty that I failed to notice the line of worry on his forehead, his swollen eyes, and his tight-lined lips. There was not a hint of his arrogant smile that was always lodged on his lips during his high school days. The last time I saw hi
"Tony? Hey, my dearest friend!! Tonyyyyyy?? TONY!!""Huh?" I jumped on hearing Tanya's loud call."What is up with you? Where exactly are you lost? Did you fight with the CEO?" Tanya asked, looking at me, blearily.Tanya's intuitions were always so on point that I get the eerie sensation of my mind being read. Feeling slightly exposed, I glanced up and threw a smile at Tanya. I spoke as if she cracked a joke, "What made you think I fought with Robbie?""You have been so lost in your thoughts ever since the day I left you with Mr. D'Souza and the CEO. So, I just assumed," Tanya shrugged.To be honest, we did not fight, but we certainly did not part on good terms. I flicked my finger on her forehead, making her wince as I said with false annoyance, "You have a very active imagination. I am just worried about Twen's studies."Tanya and I were in the smoking zone again. She had become a frequent visitor to the area because of me. It was break time so, many employees were there, and due to
I was simply clueless as to what to do. Boris was worried as well, so he called the hostess of the event management team and asked her to give me a crash course. She was busy at the moment with certain work, so I decided to go about with my usual job. I took the shift handover logbook from Chef Anna. She was a French woman in her early 40s with a long squarish face and small unassuming eyes. She was supposed to leave after the morning shift, but due to the event, she had to stay back, yet not a word of complaint escaped her mouth. She quietly went about her work without making much fuss. Her dedication made the other younger chefs motivated, and they started working tooth and nail as well. When I asked her about the previous shift's books, she looked at me with an appraising eye,"Good boy! You have such a strong sense of duty. Even with the event, you want to be up to date with your work schedule. No wonder you are in such a high post at such a young age. Good… Good!" she said as she
Like a diligent kid, I sat listening to Diana as she explained the general rules that I needed to know about hosting. She went ahead in a jovial manner,"You must always remember some basic things,Smile and be polite.Be polite but confident and positive.Never show your emotions on your face.Compliment the guest but never overdo it.Never offend the guest.The guest is the king. If the guest is rude and is being a jerk, apologize!Always be focused on guest needs.Answer guest queries promptly in precise words."Diana finished as she counted the eight rules with her fingers."I understand. What if the customer is deliberately trying to give you a hard time?" I asked, rubbing my chin. I can't help but get the feeling that the Chairman is doing this to give me a hard time."Oh, it's nothing uncommon. All these white collars and elites are born with arrogance and temper. Say, for example, they ordered a sidecar, but, when it is brought, they would simply deny ordering it or may even s