Life at the Top

Henry lay on the bed angrily and indignantly while bemoaning. He was Anna’s brother, and as her brother, he brought Jasper back only to be treated no more like a driver who said sister proceeded to get rid of once Jasper arrived.

Then he heard knockings on his door. Excited, Henry wondered if his sister had finally found her conscience and came to apologize as well as invite him to join their conversation.

‘Hmph!

‘Now do you remember what I’ve done for you?

‘Now, you’re sorry?’

He would stand his ground and make sure his sister knew that it would not be so easy to beg him for his forgiveness.

With that, Henry opened the door, his arrogance slightly slipping into his supposedly stoic facade.

“Are you here to apologize—”

“Where’s the Lafite you brought over from Harbor City?” Anna fiercely cut Henry off and forced the other to swallow his words.

Henry’s eyes widened as he asked warily, “What do you want? I saved that Lafite for myself!”

it to me,” Anna

Had she no respect for

“You wish!”

he would fight to

left. Or should I call Dad and tell him that you’re spending every night drinking and have forgotten what you came

in anger. “That’s a lie and we both know

you think Dad’s going to trust me or you?” Anna’s lips

was the first time his dad had given him such an important job and how his sister’s false accusation would easily screw him over… Henry’s lips paled

“Screw you!”

Henry’s expression darkened. “You don’t even drink

likes red wine.” Anna carried the Lafite in

Henry stomped his feet angrily. “What the f*ck, you’re doing it for him? Jesus Christ, at

of the room indignantly

ignored him and returned to the room, waving the bottle of red wine before Jasper’s eyes as if

she casually pointed to Henry for him to

opener, and he felt