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!”

me,” Anna

darkened. Had she no respect for her

“You wish!”

he would fight to

to watch over you before we left. Or should I call Dad and tell him that you’re spending every night drinking and have forgotten what you

anger. “That’s a lie and we

trust me or you?” Anna’s lips quirked at a

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

“Screw you!”

Henry’s expression darkened. “You don’t even drink alcohol, what do you want my Lafite for

red wine.” Anna carried the Lafite in her arms and turned

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

marched out of the room indignantly

of red wine before Jasper’s eyes as if in wait for praise. “An

pointed to Henry for him to

found the bottle opener, and he