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.

A voice shouts and I know who it is almost immediately. "Your coffee" the voice says and I turn to look. "Extra milk and no sugar added," She says, adjusting

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,

receptionist says. I acknowledge her with a nod. Apart from Alex, Jordan was the only female staff I acknowledged. She had

the glass table and I hang my jacket over the coat rack. Taking my seat, I access the files on my desk. Associates with Caplan

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

Alex says as I explain what I needed her to do. I look at my wristwatch; it was a minute after twelve. I call home. Emmanuelle picks, "Hello, Luke."She responds. I

how's everyone? Did my wife eat something already?" I ask. She doesn't

asking you a question."

"Well, the lady isn't in

girl wasn't going to

see if there was any clue. My blood boiled knowing that the

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 take the ring it meant she was atleast not a greedy person like her

my room. Something wasn't right- I had the hunch. I pick my cell from my jacket and place

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