THE SWITCH: 100 DAYS OF ME AND YOU のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 11 - チャプター 20

Grayham’s POVI sat up almost immediately. “Did you say mysterious legend?” I turned to the old man with my lashes flickering with anxiety.He nodded repeatedly and stared at the distance leading to the staircase while his eyes shone through the night.“You remember I told you how I found this place right?” He began.I swallowed. “Yeah,” I responded, hoping he doesn’t ask me to patch up the story because I had no idea how he and his son found this place. All that matters is that the place is mine and I’ll have it soon.“A year after your mother and I started living here, an old woman came to this place to speak with us. She was old and weary. She was over a hundred and had this walking stick.” He chuckled and shook his head. “May her soul rest in peace.”I was growing impatient, wishing he could skip the part about the old woman and tell me about the legend. Perhaps, it could somehow point to what was happening between me and Miles.“Was she the one who told you about the legend of th

Grayham’s POV“Fuck!” I muttered under my breath when my eyes opened and met the rotten ceiling above me.I can’t believe I spent the night in this shit hole. It’s been hell and I should write a book about the traumatic experience the moment I get out of this mess.Immediately after I walked out on Miles last night, I headed upstairs and eased myself onto the stinky bed, speaking of stinky, why am I still lying here?I sat up in a frenzy and rubbed my eyes vigorously with my palms.My routine involves waking up at 6 am, hitting my private gym for an hour then turning up by 7 am for my cup of coffee. I’ll take a shower, check my morning brief, have breakfast with Grandpa, and leave for the office by 8am.But things have changed now.I glanced at the old clock hooked to the wall and I nearly gasped. It was 10 am. I don’t normally wake up this late.Fucking 10 am and I’m still stuck in this wretched body, staying in a place that deserves to be graded to the floor while my new company is

Miles POVBaxter adjusted his black tie and then took off his shades. I caught a clearer glimpse at him. He was a middle-aged man with dark brown eyes. He glanced at his wrist watch then turned to me.“You have 10 minutes.”“You told my assistant I had 20.” I retorted.He flashed a sinister smile. “Well, I changed my mind. What do you want from me, boy? I have a plane to catch and you better impress me.Boy? I must admit that I felt small.“I was involved in an accident a month ago. I’m sure you must have heard it in the news. I came out of a coma just 2 days ago so I didn’t have much time to prepare for this meeting. I can’t even figure out where I kept my proposal but I think we can just get on with this.” I said, trying to keep the pitch of my voice running smoothly.The look Henry gave me proved that I had last the plot.Baxter looked me straight in the face and said. “You don’t look prepared. I don’t sit around tables discussing short-end proposals.”The other people in the room

Miles POV“We’re here,” Sam announced the moment he pulled the car toward a mansion.That morning, he had come to get me from the Penthouse. Grayham was right about his grandpa. The old man had been blowing up the telephone at the penthouse to ask when I was going to return to the family house.The automatic gates flung open and Sam drove into the house. In the few days that I’ve known Sam, I noticed that he barely speaks to me except he needed to say something important like whether he could start the car or announce our arrival.I sat up and cleared my throat loudly. This was the moment I feared the most.I was meeting Grayham’s family or perhaps, just his grandpa.Last night, I had googled Grayham Wilson and interestingly, there was barely any family to meet apart from his grandpa. His parents perished tragically. I also learned that he was estranged with his step-sister so apart from his grandpa and the domestic staff, there was no one else to meet.The car windows were tinted and

Grayham’s POVI positioned my hands on my hips and stared at the wall clock. I still can’t believe that I made it past the day or perhaps made it halfway.It was quarter past 1pm and I was yet to get a message from Miles and neither did I message him. In my defense, I had a lot in my hands. Perhaps he was waiting for me to text him first. Well, Unlike him, I have been so damn busy while he was probably having fun in my family villa.This morning, his dad and I went to the beach where a group of young boys were playing a football match as part of the sports festival. Nearly the whole community showed up as spectators and they had forced me to serve as a referee.On the other side of the beach, a handful of young women played volleyball while a bunch of elderly people just sat there talking.Such an idle community.I got dragged into different activities at the beach and I almost lost it. Looks like Miles plays a major role here because they wanted me to get him involved in everything.