Twenty Million Worth of Shares.

Already on his eighth glass of wine, Reese glances angrily at the large double doors of the hotel and he curses. "That trash bag."

He swigs the whole glass of wine at once and returns it to the breakfast table where he had sat. He dropped a single bill on the table and proceeds to leave.

Just then, he hears the door and then footsteps coming to that side. He turns to check if it's his visitor and sure enough, it is.

Lucas strides towards him, one hand in the pocket and the other one swinging his car keys in his hands. He stops and then smiles, a supposed to be charming smile but in the situation, it's far from it.

It's more of a mocking and degrading smile.

"Oh, hi. Something came up and I had to make a detour. Why don't we have a seat?" Luc smiles pretentiously as he pulls up a chair for himself and sits down.

Reese smiles back, his own smile just as strained and pretentious.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting for too long?" Luc asks as he settles down.

"Oh, not at all. I came here t