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
The next day, Dylan and Anna dropped a very excited Emma off at school. They had talked to the school principal, the school nurse and Emma's teacher, explaining Emma's condition to them and then before they left the house they introduced Emma to her new security guard Finn whom Emma had taken a shine to, Anna thought that Emma wouldn't like the idea of a security guard but she was fine with it. Dylan assigned Marcus to Anna; seeing as Anna was already familiar with him, it would make the transition smoother. The driver dropped off Dylan first at Prestige, where he would be working out of for the week, and then the driver took Anna down to Kings Hotel. With all the travelling, Anna had never been to the office; she had been doing everything remotely, and it all went well thanks to her capable assistant, Grace. Only Grace knew what she looked and sounded like; no one else in the office knew, and Anna liked it that way. She wanted to use her first day back at work to see
Dylan was back in his office; he had made reservations at NOBU, one of the best sushi restaurants, to celebrate Anna's first official day at work. Anna had mentioned in passing that she had never been there. Everything was going well, he checked in with Luke and everything in London and the disbursement of the drugs was going well also. The board didn't say anything about him leaving; his finance people were still looking through Prestige books, so all he could do was wait until they were done. There were so many reporters camped in front of Prestige and Kings Enterprise everyone wanted to know what was going on; the only thing they had to go on were speculations. Dylan thought that Mr. Smith would give a statement, but apparently, he saw through his anger that it wouldn't be an idea. Because at that moment, Dylan was the angel that had swooped in to save his company, and everyone knew that. Dylan knew that he had to issue a statement, but he needed to have all h
Since he arrived back in the States, all James did was eat, drink and fuck. If his father thought he was useless, he was going to live up to the reputation. He got up from his bed, where Kendra lay on the other side and passed out. James put on his silk robe and walked out of the room. His house was now a prison; his father made sure that there were guards posted at every entry and exit. But he was able to sneak Kendra in because it was his house, and he knew it better than the guards, which meant that he could leave whenever he wanted; he just didn't want to, and he had no reason to. He had no job because his father had removed him as CEO, and the woman he loved was on the other side of the world, and until his court case was over, he couldn't go anywhere near her. James wobbled down to his bar and grabbed a bottle of bourbon; he didn't even bother taking a glass and pouring the drink; he drank straight from the bottle. “Hmm Hmm.” Someone cleared their throat and J