chapter 7

Chandler

Lyons

"Who is she?" Keegan asked when he came to the conference room with me.

Rather than answer, I focused on setting up my laptop for the conference. I am with a lot of SHE and I am sure that he does not want the information on all of SHE that, once I was with. He wants to know about only one SHE. So he needs to specify which one SHE was referring to?

I could explain this to him, but right now, this conference is important.

"The woman wearing blue... with Whitfield," Keegan said again.

"Campbell girl," I replied.

"Campbell has a daughter?" Keegan got caught. Even I'd be surprised that she's Campbell.

"I don't believe she is a Campbell, except for the hair colour that matches Derek." I indirectly agreed that I did a small research on my teasing nymph.

"I hope you stay away from the family." I heard his discomfort. It means he knows about the call for tenders. He knows I'm thinking about Travis Campbell for the job. But who said anything to my best friend? That's my own business. He's responsible for the dry ports. His business.

"What did Haley say?" I drop everything and centralize the interests of my best friend.

"Haley is more than your secretary... She is your cousin..... a family. She's worried about you all the time. She mentioned the tender and Travis Campbell to Gina."

"I have no problem with family. It's just business." I assured him, but his concern was evident. He was with me when the place fell apart. He's always been on my side. Meeting him the first time wasn't great, but we worked, after all, we were a team.

"But I have a lot of problems against them." Sneering, Keegan looked around. "Whitfield was with her?" he asked me as he pressed my biceps.

"Which her?"

He sighed with frustration. "That woman in blue..... Her legs were short... but believe me, sexy."

Woman in blue. He's talking about Honour... her skin looks soft. Smooth. Just like Honey. I wonder what her taste would be. Keegan just described her as sexy. I could envision her smooth legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me near her forbidden territory. She is related to Campbell.

"I thought, you are a man of commitment," I said, attempting to control my wild imagination about my nymph. "Gina should be aware of that. After all, she's your fiancé."

"Dude... she's sexy. There's nothing wrong with that. But my Gina is incredible." He spoke of his bride-to-be in adoration.

Thud.

One hand came to our attention. Maybe the owner of that has lost his head somewhere in the Marina trench. At the end of the world.

"Lyons." That's Chance Whitfield.

"Whitfield." Keegan and I looked at his face and there he was.

"I didn't like the way you looked at my fiancée." Whispering, "You're too old for her." Whitfield said.

Well, yes, I want her, but that doesn't mean I can have her. She's related to Campbell and as far as I'm concerned, getting involved with a Campbell is a no-no topic.

"Said the man who was screwing someone else before he met his fiancée." Keegan made fun of him.

"Your fiancée is none of my business," I said no to the conversation.

Talking to Whitfield is not my cup of tea. He doesn't resemble a man his own age. People of his generation are open-minded, willing to explore, willing to learn, yet Whitfield gives me the aura of arrogance.

Honour seems too innocent for him, I'm not sure whether she can handle the Whitfield family. What's the matter with THIS Whitfield? Chance Whitfield. He was possessive about her half an hour ago, when we all know he is not the kind of man who would settle with a woman.

Chance

Whitfield

My blood came to a boil. The fact that Lyons rejected the conversation offended me. That's not how anyone treats me. Not even Chandler Lyons... and as far as Keegan Byrne is concerned, I should do something. Byrne mocks me and hides behind Lyons.

"Where have you been?" Chase called.

"I'm thinking." I snapped, but I don't want anybody to see us. This side of me.

"I'm not your subject." Chase travelled to our signature Whitfield behaviours.

We both look at each other before taking our seat. We sat across from Lyon and Byrne. These shitheads aren't like us, but I have to tolerate 'em. Especially Lyons.... who doesn't have any family background. He has no idea how a classy person behaves.

I survived that lecture on saving the local river. I don't understand why we're the ones... The businessman is to blame for that? Why are they blaming' us? I agree, we dump our waste, but we need a site to dispose of the waste. If we were given a substitute... especially cheaper, we would definitely take it. I don't think anyone likes to drink contaminated water. Therefore, they should be focusing on their options rather than blaming us for dumping waste in the water.

"I collected this for you." Chase threw a file on my chest, without looking at me. Nothing new, this is how we behave most of the time, after our tacit arguments.

"What on earth is that?"

"You like this girl Campbell." Chase lifted her eyebrows. "I heard the conversation you had with Chad and Keegan... that's her history. My people work well. Trade with them for...", he pointed at the file. "This."

"I'm not going to share her with you." I've cleared up my plans for her. "Neither with Dad."

"I don't need her... But today, she has succeeded in attracting the attention of three men. So I don't think Dad would agree with that."

I watched Lyon and Byrne. They were all set to go. I have a problem with Lyons. That blush on her cheeks is mine and no one else's.

"I will take of Dad and everyone else." I felt confident.

"And what about HER?" That question was powerful enough to get on my nerves. What about HER? He is the only one who knows this heinous secret of mine.

"SHE has the right to stay. My offer is still on the table... She cannot give me any sons, so I am the luckiest man in the world to have both of them." While taking the file, I left my brother and ran into my car. Tonight I have a great deal to read.

I was impatient, excited, so I sent my driver and bodyguards back and drove to my penthouse. I don't want any distractions.

Without wasting time, I ordered dinner and showered before settling everything I needed, including dinner... and I was ready to learn more about her.

I read and highlighted important points about her. It was no big deal. But, her birthdate, her birth certificate... even her absence at the family reunion. It just got awkward. She looks like none of her siblings nor her parents. By calculating the age difference between her and Vivianne Campbell, one thing was confirmed... Honour is the result of an evening of passion for the Campbell couple. Because Mrs Campbell is too old to have Honour. She probably conceived Honour at a late age. Honour is too young.

Honour is the only sister to the Campbell brothers. What happened to them tonight? They left their young and beautiful sister on their own to travel at night. Luckily, one of my bodyguards dropped her home safely. Another thing I had a problem with, was her address. She doesn't live with the family or anywhere next to them. Campbell is very secretive. But I had nothing to do with this family. I want this little girl to tremble under me. I like the way she looks. Maybe I'll enjoy fucking her.