Reiner's POV:"You got, Dickson fired?" Sylvester flared on the telephone. "Why the hell did you do that?""Because I felt like it. Don't ever call me again. I'm working!" I blared, slamming down the receiver on my desk. That was the last time I'm taking Sylvester's calls. Ever since I disgraced Dickson and made him crawl out of the office, my telephones had been red hot. Sylvester was livid that I fired Dickson but I haven't heard a single word from grandmother.I own a gold card which gives me full authority to carry out whatever task I deem fitting for the company's progress. I had an idea grandmother wouldn't interfere and I was correct. It was Sylvester whom was having a headache over Dickson's retrenchment. My secretary had been to my office non-stop over Sylvester's calls. I couldn't take it anymore which was why I warned him never to ring me up while I'm working. The board of directors were willing to work with me. No surprise there because they knew the consequences of n

Laura's POV:We said nothing to each other for the rest of the day. Reiner kept his distance. He went out to play golf and never returned back to the penthouse until nightfall. Meanwhile, I was strictly kept inside the penthouse with restrictions from going out. Hank told me it was Reiner's orders. I hated this arrangements. I wanted to drive around the city, get some fresh air and if possible, stop by my parents house. They've got a small apartment in Queens. I haven't visited since I got engaged to Jerry. I'll bet they must be really disappointed in me for calling off my engagement. It wouldn't be bad to pay a visit and clear the air about Jerry and I to them in person. A phone call alone won't cut it. I was having a nice swim inside the indoor pool when Reiner returned back from his outing. He came up the head of the pool and stood watching me floating on my back on the waters. I didn't sense his presence until he cleared his throat. "Where do your parents live?" He aske

Laura's POV: Dad slammed his hands on the table and yelled at Reiner's face. "Get out!"A chill sensation ran up my spine as Dad exploded. I've seen him in worse cases. But this one was the worst of the worst. His veins were popping and his fists were shaking. If he weren't restraining himself, he would have punched Reiner in the face. Reiner showed no reaction. He sat there staring at dad as if nothing had happened seconds ago. "Was there something wrong I said?" He asked me. I had to take him out real quick. Heaven knows how bad things might turn up with the way dad's going. "Caesar," I grabbed his arm. "Can you wait outside for a little bit?"Reiner frowned. "Why do I have to wait outside?""Because this is my fucking house, you bastard!" Dad shouted. "I've got the ultimate power here. Now get the hell out or I'll damn well throw you out myself."Reiner leaned back in his chair, running his hands through his hair. He seemed pretty cool but that's the scary part of his persona

Reiner's POV:"I'm sorry grandmother. But I won't do it." Grandmother showed no reaction. She sat quietly in her seat and watched me. "Why's that?" She demanded. I faced her boldly. "I have my reasons. If Dickson ever returns, he will make things difficult for me. Secondly, his return would be a challenge to my authority. He wouldn't respect me as his Superior."Grandmother sipped a little bit from her coffee. "Maybe you should have thought about that before you humiliated him before the entire workers.""He insulted me and my wife," I defended. "He insulted our family name. I cannot stand back and absorb such insults. Which is why I kicked him out. I have my methods and it works for me."Sylvester chipped in. "Dickson is a very important member of the company. He looks after things while I'm away.""Didn't you see the report I sent to you, dumbass?" I faced him boldly. "The company was in disarray. While you were away, the company's business was being neglected while Dickson staye

Reiner's POV: I woke up to find myself on a hospital bed, in a blue overall and the bed covers up to my chin. What the....I sat up slowly, nursing the back of my head which had crashed on the floor earlier. Oh that's right. I had slumped and collapsed to the floor, seconds after reaching for my drugs. I must've been found by someone and rushed to the hospital. I hated the hospital. I can't stand the hospital smell, the doctors and nurses and worse—medicines. I gotta get out of here. I can't say here another minute. Just then, the door opened and Dr Phil walked in, with grandmother. "Oh my," Dr Phil looked surprised. "You're awake. Perfect timing, Caesar."I was startled. Grandmother was here?Sandra, her maid was with her and she wheeled grandmother over to where I sat. "How are you feeling, Reiner?" Grandmother asked. I couldn't meet her eyes. It feels embarrassing for her to see me in this condition I was in. "I'll be fine," I replied. Grandmother's eyebrow went down in