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!”

to me,” Anna replied

darkened. Had she no respect for her

“You wish!”

decided that he would fight

we left. Or should I call Dad and tell him that you’re spending every night drinking

lips paled in anger. “That’s a

or you?” Anna’s lips quirked

was the first time his dad had given him such an important job and how his sister’s false accusation would easily

“Screw you!”

the bottle of wine into Anna’s arms harshly, Henry’s expression darkened. “You don’t even drink alcohol, what do you want my

the Lafite in her arms

angrily. “What the f*ck, you’re doing it for him? Jesus Christ, at least invite

out of the room indignantly

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

she casually pointed to Henry for him to open the

found the bottle opener, and he felt his heart cry