Home Sweet Home

“It’s nothing. I think it’s time you take your leave. I’ll speak to Hardy and get back to you, okay?”

“But I just got here! Why are you chasing me away?”

Wills rolled his eyes at his sister. He needed her out of the house before anything else went wrong.

“I’ll speak to you later. I have some important business associates coming over, and I don’t want them seeing you here.”

Wills carefully dragged his sister up. “You can’t possibly throw your sister out, and why can’t I meet your business associate?”

“Come on, we’ll talk later, okay!”

Wills said, pushing her carefully with her bag to the door. The moment he got her out of the house, he sighed.

“That was a close one!” he said to himself casually as he made his way into the room, where he found Brenda in a funny position.

Her legs were hanging high on the bed, with the other part of her body on the floor, which made it quite funny.

“Could you please help?”

Their weekend had ended as soon as it started. Returning to their normal life wasn’t in Brenda’s best interest.

She walked past him like he didn’t exist or as if she had to refer to him as the CEO.

“Have you heard?” one of Brenda’s colleagues asked another.

“About what?”

“I heard the CEO spent his weekend with a young lady who’s old enough to be his daughter!”

“Whoa, you can’t be serious!”

“I’m not, and to think the lady works in this company, though I’m not sure that part is true.”

Brenda was becoming uncomfortable with the conversation happening in front of her.

It felt like they might eventually figure out that she was the culprit. Brenda couldn’t stand it, so she decided to step out.

Lunch was almost near, and there was no need for her to remain there. She excused herself.

Earning a few questioning glares, she almost ran to the toilet. “I just hope they don’t think it’s me!”

Brenda said to herself the moment she entered the toilet, checking if anyone else was there. She comfortably sat down.

Meanwhile, Wills was busy going through a document that needed his signature for new books to be published before the end of the week.

“Are you sure this book meets the normal standard?”

Wills asked his assistant.looking worried more than ever.

“Yes, Mr. Wills, I’ve done my market research. We’ll make the money back!”

“That’s nice. Alright then, I will look into it further and see if I will sign it or not ”

“ sir, what about the other blueprint that was sent in two weeks ago, you’ve not responded to that just yet!”

“ oh, I was about to speak about that , I …”

He was cut short by a phone call. Glancing at his phone to check if it was necessary to pick up, he saw that it was his son.

Knowing why he was calling, “Hello, Dad. I know you’re busy right now, but I just wanted to let you know that I’m back!”

“Back as in how?”

“Like, I’m coming back home, Dad. Aren’t you glad to finally have your son back home and do what you’ve always wanted?”

“You know what, it’s fine. We’ll talk when I get off work,” Wills replied, ending the call.

He knew at that moment he was in for trouble, even though part of him was glad his son was back.

Another part of him didn’t want his son back home just yet. He returned to work.

“We’ll have to set up a meeting with the book’s owner and reach a proper conclusion on our percentage before we proceed with anything else,”

Wills said, referring to his assistant, who nodded as a sign that he was listening.

The moment his assistant left, Wills reached for his phone to call Brenda, knowing she must already be out for lunch.

It was safe to speak with her.

“Hi!”

Brenda answered in a low tone. Wills raised an eyebrow.

“Where are you, and why are you speaking so quietly?”

“In the toilet, ’cause I’m trying to avoid being swamped by today’s gossip about you and your mistress!”

This made Wills laugh. “I really can’t believe you just said that!”

“Well, I just did. Can I call you back? I have to get to lunch!”

“Alright, we’ll talk later.”

Wills said, but the rest of his day was filled with meetings, leaving him barely any time to eat.

He had to sign and go through all the document presented to him today, his assistant walked in 

“ sir you need to rest, or at least call it a dad!”

Wills sighed, looking up from the last document, “ alright I will after this document has been signed”

Driving home was short but stressful. The moment he parked his car, he got out.

Walking into his home, he was ready to head straight to bed.

“Welcome home, Dad!”

This startled him as he looked toward the direction the voice was coming from.

But , he looked towards the kitchen first but there was no one there, he then looked towards his bar,

Seeing his son brought him back to reality. “So you came back!”

“Dad! Don’t you want me home? I could go back, you know!”

“It’s fine. No use for you here or there, so it’s fine.”

“Come on, Dad. I’m ready to work. This time I’m serious!”

“I’ve heard you. Let’s talk tomorrow. For now, I need to rest.”

“Okay, Dad!”

Hardy said, smiling sheepishly. “I never knew it would be this easy to convince him. I should’ve made my move much earlier.”

“Hardy, how did you get home?” Wills asked, standing in the doorway to his room. He lived in a small apartment.

“Your sister sent me money. I think you need to thank her!”

“Or put her in her place!” 

Wills murmured to himself, opening the door to his room and slamming it shut, startling Hardy.

“I heard you, Dad!” Hardy said, making his way into his room.