Grayham’s POVThe look on Victor’s face showed that he was done pretending and was ready to come to terms with reality. He turned around, glanced at the guests who seemed to be minding their business, and darted his gaze back to us.“You and I had no conversation. You can’t just send me to LA like that. My place is right here,” he told my Granpa.My grandpa looked Victor straight in the face. “You should be grateful I didn’t excommunicate you from the family after you tried to kill me,”Victor’s jaw almost landed on the floor. He turned to Miles and me and saw our straight faces then he turned to Grandpa. “So you believe them?”My Grandpa threw his head backward and laughed. “I’ve never doubted my grandson for a moment and Miles is a good person. If anyone doesn’t deserve to be in this family then it’s you. I don’t know you after all,”Victor was completely rendered speechless.My Granpa continued. “In this family, we extend grace and give second chances and that’s why instead of putt
Grayham’s POVI turned to Miles to confirm whether he was joking but the look on his face proved that he wasn’t.Miles turned to me. “You look good by the way,”I arched a brow. Seriously? Is that the bone of contention now? I sighed. “I still have my credit card and why didn’t you tell me that my grandfather was planning to reinstate Victor into the family,”“I’m sorry but it happened very quickly. I found out a couple of hours ago,” Miles replied.I shook my head and grabbed one of the glasses of wine displayed on the tray in front of us. I finished the drink with two gulps.I’ve failed. All my efforts to unmask Victor for who he is have just been washed down the drain.Victor popped out of nowhere. He was wearing a branded brown suit and black sleek shoes. He noticed Miles and me standing at a corner and he started walking toward us.Great!He even got a new haircut.He reached us and then faced me. “I can see that my brother borrowed you one of his suits,”I tightened my jaw.Vict
Mile’s POV“I’ve missed this,” Grayham’s Granpa professed while shoving pancakes into his mouth.I smiled.The old man hasn’t eaten a proper meal in the last couple of days. He relied on fluids and some fruits because he lost his appetite but this morning, he seemed to have regained his appetite. He devoured a giant omelet and now, he’s not playing with the pancakes.“How’s work? Any trouble with the new investors?”Looks like he seemed chatty as well. He’s recovering. That’s quite impressive.I was about to speak when Victor appeared in the dining room with a bouquet of fresh flowers in his hand. He walked past me and then crossed to get to the old man.“Good morning, Grandpa,” Victor flashed his usual deceitful smile and dropped the bouquet right in front of the old man. “I plucked these during my walk,” he said, and then pulled out the chair next to the old man and sat.I sighed. Plucking flowers for the one you almost killed? How touching.“Thanks, Victor,” the old man picked the
Mile’s POV“His eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He probably thought HR was playing so he came to my office and I looked him straight in the face and was like, Yeah, you’re a regular staff now,”Grayham roared in laughter and began banging the table top. I had just arrived at the café that night to share my experience with Victor.“Oh my God. Sounds fun. I’ll do anything to see that look. He must have felt so small,” Grayham remarked.“Small?” I arched a brow and then shook my head. “He felt like a minion. Imagine being told by HR that you’re no longer the head of all projects assigned to you and that you have been withdrawn from all assignments just when you’re spreading your wide wings around,” I said.Grayham laughed. “Serves him right. I’m glad you put him in his place,”I sighed. “He even wanted to leverage on your grace,” I told Grayham.“Really?”I nodded. “He was like, your friend made me the head of that project. I’m done with the risk assessment so bla bla bla…Grayh
Mile’s POVThe door to the office was pushed open and Victor barged inside. I closed the file in front of me and threw my back against the chair. I began to play with the pen in my left hand.“What do you want?”Victor’s nostrils were puffing hot air. His face was as hard as a rock and he was mad as hell. With clenched fists, he dashed to my desk and stood before me. “How dare you?”I chuckled. A while ago at home, he was teasing me about being the old man’s Favourite but he didn’t know that I had plans for him.“I guess HR delivered my message,” I told him.“I was meant to head that project. I even did the risk assessment for Mr. Park and now, you’re going to drop me off just like that?” He yelled at my face.I sighed and sat properly. “First of all, this is an office not a club or a street market so stop yelling at me,”Victor’s whole body was trembling.I cleared my throat loudly. “I’m not going to drop you from the project. I just did and lest I forget, you’ll no longer head the p
Grayham’s POVI went to the pool and came face-to-face with my grandpa. He had just picked a strawberry from the bowl and was about to throw it into his mouth when I appeared before him. He put it back in the bowl and threw his back against the wheelchair after heaving a sigh.I turned to the nurse. “Can we have a minute please?”She hugged the bowl and immediately stood up. “Of course,”A few moments after she left, I sat on her stool which was right next to him, and then stretched my legs.“I know I’m not supposed to be here and I know you no longer want me around but I’m here to apologize for my actions last night,” I began.My Granpa was staring at the pool.I continued. “Last night, I acted like a rogue. I shouldn’t have handled Victor that way during our altercation,” I turned to my Grandpa but his gaze was still averted from me. “I’m really sorry. I’m not that kind of person and it was never my intention to mishandle your grandson that way,”He finally turned to me. “You went o