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,”

she

“You wish!”

that he would fight to the death for

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

anger. “That’s a

Dad’s going to trust me or you?”

important job and how his sister’s false accusation would easily screw

“Screw you!”

Anna’s arms harshly, Henry’s expression darkened. “You don’t even drink alcohol, what do you

Lafite in her

Henry stomped his feet angrily. “What the f*ck, you’re doing it for him? Jesus Christ, at least invite me too! That’s an ‘82 Lafite! I only

out of the room

of red wine before Jasper’s eyes as if in wait for

to Henry for him to open

the bottle opener, and he felt his heart cry