~ Chapter 4 ~

Alan stepped out of his car and took deep breaths as he stood before the large law firm his lawyer owns.

"Sir, should I wait for you?" His driver asked, with his head poked out the window a little.

He turned towards him and nodded "yes please, it'll be a quick meeting" the old beared chauffer nodded before putting his head back into the car, and driving off to the garage.

Alan turned on his heels and entered the firm, he exchanged quick pleasantries with the lawyers that were seated in their office cube as he walked to his lawyer's office, and when he got to her office, he knocked and without waiting for permission to enter, he strode into the office.

A Latino woman dressed in a black suit sat there, with her hair stopping a little below her shoulders, her eyes covered by glasses as she went through the files in her hand "do you ever wait for permission before barging in?" She asked, slowly raising her face to look at Alan who just rolled his eyes in annoyance.

"I would have played around with you, and complimented that powerful red lipstick on your lips but I don't have the time Morgan, this is important," he said, taking a seat.

Morgan sighed and dropped the files she was holding, turning her whole attention to the man child she has been serving legally for years now "what did you mess up this time?" She asked like it was a common occurrence.

"Hey!" He shouted, sitting upright "don't say it like I mess up all the time, you know how well I handle my business and finances," he said in a thick voice, his face pulled up in a frown.

When Morgan heard business she tensed up, Alan is kind, childish and fun but he draws the line when it is about his business "what happened?" She asked, worry lacing her voice as she leaned close to him with furrowed eyebrows.

"It's about the West case, his sister wants to face it legally," he said so quietly that she wouldn't have been able to make out what he said if she wasn't paying attention.

She paused for a while, and placed her jaw on her hands that were clasped together "then we don't let her proceed with the case" she stated, after a few minutes of thinking.

"And how exactly are we going to do that?"

"By offering her a deal. If she takes the case to court, it would only waste our time because, in the end, the court would end up offering her a similar deal" she said, and Alan's curiosity peeked.

"What's the deal?" He asked, his eyes wandering around her face.

"We offer to dismiss the case if she offers you 30% shares of her company, and this will be beneficial to both sides. She doesn't get to lose 100 million dollars immediately, and this will be big publicity for her company's exhibition. You, on the other hand, will get not just your 100 million in no time but will continue to get money" she finished.

A big smile made its way to Alan's face as soon as she was done talking, the smile was so big that she thought his cheek would pop "This is exactly why I hired you! You're the best!" He shouted and stood up from his chair, running over to her side and hugged her "love you so much" he said and started kissing her all over her face.

"Hey!" She pushed him away and started scolding him "that's unethical! Now go home and let me draw up the contract," she said, pushing him out of the door while he continuously struggled to hug her again.

He chuckled when Morgan successfully pushed him out of her office and locked it, he raised his head to meet the stares of the lawyers that just saw his interaction with Morgan, his face lit up even more and he winked at them making the ladies squeal and the men look away in embarrassment.

When he saw the reaction he was getting, he immediately walked out of the firm and headed straight to the garage where his driver has been waiting for him, he increased his pace when he saw his black Bugatti.

"Hey Jim, have you had lunch?" He asked as soon as he was seated.

Jim; his driver looked at him through the mirror with a small smile as he shook his head "No sir" he replied, starting up the car.

"That's good then, drive us to any restaurant of your choice. Let's go eat there" he said, relaxing into the chair and closed his eyes.

Jim looked at him once again through the mirror and shook his head amusedly, Alan has always been like that: getting him gifts, taking him out and occasionally acting like his child, but there are rare moments when he acts like his boss and that's when he is angry like earlier today.

He doesn't know what he discussed with his lawyer but he is glad it snapped him out of his angry mood, Jim snapped out of his thoughts and drove off to the restaurant he had in mind.

After about 30 minutes of driving, he stops the car and steps out. He opens up Alan's door and taps him gently "we are here," he said and Alan slowly opened his eyes.

Jim stepped aside to let him get a better view of the place as he sat up, Alan's eyes widened in surprise at the place he brought them before the surprise slowly turned into a smile and he stepped out of the car.

"Why are we at my house, Jim?" He asked, amusement thick in his voice, even tho he already knew the answer to his question.

"I want to eat your food, you are a great cook," he said and Alan nodded.

"Well then, get ready to eat the best meal of the day," he said, spreading his arms wide open before he sped walk into his apartment. Jim chuckled and went to park the car properly in the garage.

Alan walked into his apartment and headed straight to his room, where he quickly freshened up and wore a comfortable outfit; a black shorts and a tank top.

By the time he walked to the kitchen, Jim was already seated there waiting for him "right on time to watch the master work" he said and swiftly put on his apron, while Jim just watched in amusement.

He turned towards Jim and bowed, before standing back up "Today's menu will be spaghetti and meatballs with a cup of freshly squeezed orange juice, and for dessert, we will have chocolate cookies" he stated and Jim started clapping.

"Thank you, thank you," he said as the clap died down "I'll now begin" and he started bringing out all the ingredients he will need for the preparation, when he was done bringing them out he began cooking.

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"Thank you for the meal, I truly enjoyed it. I'll like to be on my way now" Jim said politely, he finished the meal a while ago and it was utterly delicious.

Alan turned towards him with a smile as he put the last dish away, drying his hands with the towel "I'm glad you enjoyed the meal, extend my greetings to your family. And.." he started and walked over to the box he filled with chocolate cookies "take this for the kids"

"Thank you so much! I honestly wasn't expecting this" he said gratefully and Alan just nodded in understanding.

He thanked him for a few more minutes before he left. Alan smiled and walked into his room and fell on the bed: today's been stressful but fun and all he wants to do now is just sleep but his laptop and work were calling out to him.

He reluctantly picked up the laptop on his table and brought it to the bed with him, he opened up his laptop and immediately went to his email, unsurprisingly he had tons of emails from different scriptwriters in the company; which he was yet to review, but he skipped them all and went to Malia's.

He opened it and saw it is the revised edition of the script and he smiled, impressed by her hard work as always. He started reading through it and kept nodding in appreciation, till he received an email from Morgan which he quickly opened.

Going through it, he found out it was the contract for tomorrow's meeting. He sighed and closed the laptop, the deal is undoubtedly a good one but he isn't sure that Amanda will take it.

She seems hot-headed and strong-willed and might actually want to take the case to court, and that's the last thing he wants right now "let's think positive thoughts Alan" he muttered, slapping his cheek lightly before going back to the script he was reading.