I won't do it

Laura's POV:

A week has passed since Reiner and I assumed office at Griffin Groups.

I was efficient and very hard-working. Time after Time, I received complements from my fellow directors at how good I was at my job.

Despite the fact that we were still green in the business, Reiner and I happened to work just fine with everyone.

At the end of the week, Reiner and I returned back to Sun island to spend the weekend at the Caesar's mansion.

On the road to Sharon Hills, Reiner made a few stops around the island to see how much progress has been made since he left.

Now here was a man who's more worried about his island than himself.

"Blasted Sylvester," Reiner cursed as he returned back to the Rolls-Royce after a short visit to the casino. "He's the worse."

Reiner wasn't happy. I assume it's got something to do with the state of the island over the past one week.

"What happened?" I inquired as our ride began moving again.

"Sylvester's done absolutely nothing so far," Reiner said,