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.

voice says and

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,

the receptionist says. I acknowledge her with a nod. Apart from Alex, Jordan was the only female staff I acknowledged. She had no interest

the files on my desk. Associates with Caplan Limited, Merger with Devan Textiles, Copper Industries Board

no idea of. Judith and her husband had attended the annual Bidding Gala hosted by the Graysons. Judith had been donating millions to different causes to keep her name high up in the ranks of the 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

look at my wristwatch; it was a

something already?" I ask. She doesn't reply and I become

I'm asking you a question."

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

and she'd escaped again. This girl wasn't going to give up so easily. I had to put her

to check Natalie's room- see if there was any clue. My blood boiled knowing that the only place

scattered, meaning that she had stayed on it before leaving. I walk to her dressing table and I see her ring. She didn't take the ring. Simultaneously, a wave of calmness and anger hit me. I was angered because she had blatantly refused my ring, and again, calm, because if she didn't

in hand, I leave for my room. Something wasn't right- I had the hunch. I pick my cell from

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