LUKE'S POV

"I asked you a question, Bart," I say, wondering what it could be. Was he taking drugs?

He gives a wide smile, "Nothing serious, sir." He replies, but I don't believe him. Naturally, Bart gave off an awkward vibe and his personality was negative. He always tried to play the good guy but any wise person could see through it. I don't believe him.

"I don't want you doing drugs or anything illegal in my home for that matter so get rid of whatever the hell it is you're on." I continue, "I need you to arrange a bouquet, a very huge bouquet of all the freshest flowers available and send them to my wife before noon, okay?" He nods.

He looks agitated and sweaty but I ignore it and leave. I had a long and interesting day ahead.

**

"Good morning, Mr. Carrington" A female staff says to me as I walk the grounds of Carrington Enterprises. I do not acknowledge her greeting, instead I keep on walking with my entourage behind me.

"Good morning, Mr. Carrington" a few other voices echo as I walk around past. I ignore and continue to walk sharply to my personal elevator.

the voice says and I turn to look. "Extra milk

you" I say as I step into the elevator. My entourage stays behind. I take a sip of my coffee as I enter the elevator. Alex, my ever faithful and always efficient secretary and personal assistant. She was an orphan, just like me, so we had a mutual understanding and a

nod. Apart from Alex, Jordan was the only female staff I acknowledged. She had no interest in me and I

coat rack. Taking my seat, I access the files on my desk. Associates with Caplan Limited, Merger with Devan Textiles, Copper Industries

elite. All I had to do was replace a supposed bidding agreement with transfer documents and in the blink of an eye, she had unknowingly signed off their fortune to me. It was illegal, but there was no way to prove that I acquired the properties with fraudulent means. It was my word

do. I look at my wristwatch; it was a minute after twelve. I

I ask. She doesn't reply and I become alert. I get

I'm asking you a question."

breathes heavily, "Well, the lady isn't in the manor. We searched

the call. Just a few hours away, and she'd escaped again. This girl wasn't going to give up so easily. I had to put

if there was any

and anger hit me. I was angered because she had blatantly refused my ring, and again, calm, because if she didn't take the ring it meant she was

the hunch. I pick my cell from

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