Lucas arrived at the house twenty minutes later and Anna sent him up to Dylan's room. When he got there, he could see that Dylan was pissed off, but he had no idea why. “Lucas, good you're finally here.” Dylan said when he looked up and saw Lucas and then he stopped pacing. “Yes Mr. Knight, I left the office as soon as you called. What's the emergency? Is it Kate?” Lucas asked Dylan. “No, it's not Kate. Let's go to the office and talk there.” Dylan said, and then he walked out of his room and down the hall to Mr Scott's home office, which was now his. He entered the office and Lucas closed the door behind him. He stilled for a moment. This was the second time he had been in this office since Mr. Scott died, but he didn't have time to dwell on that; he shook his head, walked behind his desk and took his seat. Lucas sat down on one of the two seats on the other side of the desk and waited for Dylan to tell him what was wrong. “Earlier t
Anna had not seen Dylan since he went up to his office; even after Lucas left, she thought he would come down and join her, but he didn't. So she spent the day playing with Emma and avoiding her mother's calls; she would call her once they were back in the States; if her father was dying, she had half a mind not to go at all, but another part of her wanted to. She wanted to talk it over with Dylan, but he had enough on his plate. Something was going in the garden, but she didn't pay attention to it, Emma was currently sleeping and Anna was tired of waiting for Dylan to come down so she decided to go up to her room and curl up with a book. She got to her room, took out her Kindle and lay on her bed. She was currently on page fifty of the book she was reading when there was a knock on her door. Anna looked up from her book and out her window and saw that the sun had gone down and that it was starting to get dark. Anna opened her door, and it was Nanny Sofia;
After dinner, Anna and Dylan both spent the night together and early in the morning, Anna snuck out of his bed so she would be in her bed when Emma woke up, it wasn't easy for her because all she wanted to do was to be held by Dylan as she slept, but she couldn't risk Emma catching them together in bed. Anna walked back to her room and checked in on Emma. She was still sleeping, but Anna knew she would be awake soon, so instead of going back to bed, she decided to get ready for the day. She brushed her teeth, washed her face and put on a crop top and jean shorts. She looked in on Emma one last time, and then she took her monitor with her as she walked down the stairs to the kitchen; she was shocked to see Dylan standing behind the counter, and he had a smirk on his face. “Surprised to see me, Anastasia?” He asked as he stalked towards her. “Mhhmmm.” Anna mumbled; every time she saw him shirtless, it always did something to her brain,, and she had a hard
Anna and Emma had just finished having breakfast when Dylan came into the kitchen. He did his best to hide it with a smile on his face, but Anna could tell that something was wrong. Dylan sat down and made sure that Emma took her drugs but Anna could tell that he wanted to talk. “Nanny Sofia, please can you take Anna out to the garden.” Anna said. “But I want to stay here with you and Daddy.” Emma whined. “I know sweet girl, we'll come out and join you soon. Daddy and mummy need to clean up the kitchen and that's stressful work.” Anna told Emma. “Yes, that's true, I'll wait, but don't take too long, ok.” Emma said as he looked at both of her parents. “We won't sweet girl.” Anna said and then Nanny Sofia came and took Emma out to the garden. “What's wrong? Did something happen?” Anna asked Dylan. “Nothing, we just need to leave earlier than I said.” Dylan told Anna but he wasn't meeting her eyes. “How soon?” Anna asked
When they landed in the States, it was late at night; they drove straight to Dylan's house. Emma fell asleep on the plane so Dylan carried her up to her room. “She's knocked out.” Dylan whispers to Anna as he wraps Emma up in her blanket. “Yes, she is. She was so excited.” Anna told him, he smiled down at Emma, and then he made sure that her monitor was on, and then he and Anna left the room. “What about you? Are you feeling sleepy?” Dylan asked Anna as they stood outside her room door. “No, I'm not. Probably the time change.” Anna said. “Yeah, that's probably what it is. Would you like to join me for a drink?” Dylan asked. “Yes, I'd like that.” Anna said, and then Dylan took her hand, and they both walked down the stairs to the bar. Anna took a seat on one of the barstools and Dylan went over to the other side of the bar to mix up their drinks. “What would you like?” Dylan asked Anna. “Can you make me the same drin
The Next Morning, Back At Mr. Smiths House. Mr. Smith was on the phone with his lawyer, trying to sort out James' case. Liam, who was now also assisting Mr. Smith, knocked frantically on the door. “Come in.” Mr. Smith snapped and Liam entered his office with his head bowed. “How dare you knock on my door like that, someone had better be dying.” Mr. Smith said. “I'm so sorry sir, but it's an emergency.” Liam said. “What bloody emergency?” Mr. Smith asked him. “Earlier this morning, the New York Times and People magazine ran the story of James arrest. It's on the front page; other news outlets saw it and confirmed it, and now everyone is running the news. It's everywhere, on all TV stations.” Liam said. Mr. Smith couldn't believe it, he did everything in his power to make sure that something like this did not happen. He put on his TV and scrolled through all the news channels, and he saw that Liam was right; it was breaking new
Mr. Smith was doing his possible best to keep his cool but Dylan knew that he had gotten under his skin. Immediately after the news broke, Dylan spoke to Alan about coming in and pitching an idea that could help their company. The thing was that the board would always do what was best for the company and not the CEO. Mr. Smith was a very good business man but even he couldn't anticipate Dylan being in his board room. “Thank you so much for that question, Mr. Smith. I thought I would be talking to your son actually, but it seems he's not here.” Dylan said. “Well, James stepped down as CEO a few days ago and I was voted in.” Mr. Smith answered, unknowingly falling into Dylan's trap. “Why is that? Did you know about him getting arrested?” Dylan asked, and there was a collective gasp around the table, but he didn't give Mr Smith a chance to save himself; he had done what he set out to do, which was to put distrust in the minds of the board members when it came t
Dylan had a long day, he was at Prestige till seven in the night, signing papers and making sure that everything was in place. He instructed the security at the company not to allow James or his father near the company and he also disabled their key cards. He had done what he set out to do. James' arrest was still making headlines, and other parts of the world had picked up the news, too. But Dylan knew taking Prestige from James and his father wasn't enough; yes, it was a big blow, but he had to make sure that Mr Smith didn't make any backroom deal to keep James out of prison. Dylan got into his car, and his driver took him home; he hadn't talked to Anna or Emma all day except for the one text message he sent to her before the board meeting; he was sure that would be worried and for some reason, that brought a smile to his face. He didn't know how it happened, but it did; Anna was a part of his life now. The car stopped in front of the house and Dylan got down. He