Warrior Pose
27: Warrior Pose
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Miles.
Gift
After check ups and everything, Sophie fell asleep. I stayed there until late at night and
left once I positioned a security guard in front of her door.
Liam had come in to meet me. He was shocked to see her.
“This is her?” He exclaimed.
“Yup. She has lost weight.”
“Wow,” he said, looking at her while she was asleep. I wanted to push him out of the
room. But then I remembered he has a girlfriend, and it’s not necessary that he is leering at
her. So I need to hold my horses.
I got to meet Sophie’s father, too. Technically, my father-in-law. He seemed like a nice man and was genuinely worried about her. So I am kind of surprised how he left her alone
for two years.
Whatever. I cannot ask her… For obvious reasons.
When the nurse asked her dad to leave, he looked at me, confused, wondering how she
was allowing me to stay. So I had to pretend to walk out with him.
Truth is, Mom is big time into charity and the biggest donor for this hospital. I have
visited this place and many important events with her many times that most people
recognize me.
Ruined
Thank goodness they didn’t call me by my real name in front of Sophie or her father.
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“You what?” Liam exclaims at me. It’s almost 2 in the morning and I am at his
apartment to discuss a few things.
I scratch my head, then pour myself a drink. “Yeah…” I tell him, almost embarrassed.
“You must be in love with me. This is why you told her your name is Liam.”
I snort. “Yeah sure! Whatever…”
“Not very original Miles.” He laughs and I smack his arm.
“I didn’t want to use a fake name. She is smart and she can try to pull records.” I explain my reasoning behind my fake name.
“And if I meet her, how do I introduce myself?” he says, and I pinch my brows.
I didn’t think this through.
“Don’t ever come in front of her. If you do, tell her…. You are Miles Miller.” I say, then
frown.
I shake my head. “You know what! Don’t ever show her your face. That will save me
some misery.”
He chuckles. “I thought you were smarter.”
“I usually am. But apparently I lose my ability to think when I am around her.” Apparently, I think from my di7ck sometimes. Especially around her.
F7uck!
His laptop on the counter pings and he glances at it.
“They have sent the footage,” he says.
We stand there and watch it. To be honest, I want to kill that f7ucker. It’s scary to think
that she could have been seriously injured or even worse.
“Police are brushing it off as a random attack.”
“It is possible. But do you think the Money has something to do with it?”
I run my fingers through my hair and think. “She hasn’t flaunted her money. It’s hard for
others to know. Unless she told someone.”
“She must have told someone. It’s not possible to be completely quiet about it.” he says
and I nod.
“Any other motive you could think of?” Liam asks.
“Her mother and sister weren’t at the hospital. Apparently, they are not close. No matter what facade they were putting on in the party. So ask the PI to look into that angle, too.” I have decided to assign a private investigator to the matter. I already know what the police will say tomorrow. They seemed to have made up their mind about it already.
He nods. “Consider it done.”
“How’s Emma?”
He smiles. “She is good.” Then he abruptly changes the topic. “HR has short listed some candidates for you. You better choose someone and put one in training as your secretary.”
I look at him, amused. Looks like Emma is Liam’s assistant now. I nod. I want to cr7ack a joke, but it looks like he is deep into her. So I keep my mouth shut.
After barely sleeping for three hours, I wake up to the loud sound of the TV. I rub my eyes and try to focus.
“With your foot parallel and toes pointing to the top of the mat, bend your knee into a
lunge.” The voice says, and I groan and stuff my face under a pillow.
“Keep your left leg straight behind you and turn your left heel in at approximately 45
degrees.” Oh G7od, the sound is too loud. I don’t need to learn Warrior Yoga Pose first thing
in the morning.
I get out of bed and stomp towards the living room. This is why I don’t come home
when Mom is in California. She has captured my house and is living here as if she owns it.
“Raise your arms straight above your head, keeping your shoulders-”
I pick up the remote and switch off the TV.
Mom turns and chirps. “Oh My Boy! You are home!”
“You kinda warned me last night…” I mutter under my breath and she brushes me off as
if she wouldn’t have disowned me if I hadn’t taken her warning seriously.
“Freshen up, I will prepare some quick breakfast for you.”
I nod and walk away from and only to bump into my father.
“You can freshen up later. I need to talk to you now.”
I raise my brow at him.
“And where are you going?”
“I have matters to attend to, Miles. I am not a free bird like you.”
My relationship with my father is usually on and off. It’s been on decline ever since
Grandfather died.
I was not close to my grandfather either, but he surprisingly left me tons of money. Dad expected me to invest in his business and help him with the empire. He was kind of disappointed when I chose my own path. He still is.
I cross my arms and lean over the counter and ask him.
“Okay. What is it?”
Dad looks at Mom and for some reason, mom leaves the room. I frown.
“You have a half sister.” He says, and my jaw clenches.
“How old is she?”
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“A year younger than you.”
“Sweet! How many trails of babies have you left behind?” I snap at him.
“Shut your mouth, Miles!” he bellows.
“Don’t forget father, you are in my house.”
“Miles!” Mom snaps at me. I turn to see she is back in the room.
Why does she even take sh7it from this man? I close my eyes and take a deep breath to
calm myself.
“So… why are you telling me now?” I ask calmly.
This time, mother speaks. “She is an orphan… I mean, she doesn’t know about your father yet and has been living alone. For the past few months, she has been really struggling. We don’t want to accept her in front of everyone, but we want to support her.”
I don’t like where this is going.
“Liam told me you need an assistant, so I think she would be a good candidate.”
I sigh. “Mom, I am not doing charity work. I need someone professional.” “She is a professional. She has worked in some small companies. I think she can handle being around you just fine.” Dad offers a reply, and I am annoyed.
“Why me? Why can’t she work at some other department or your company for a change?” I ask in exacerbation.
“I need a helping hand, Miles, and you know I don’t like to involve outsiders into important family matters.. Now that my own sons have decided that they don’t want to do anything with me. I see it as an opportunity to involve my own blood into the family
business.”
Dad never liked that I promoted Liam instead of hiring some relative or cousin to do the work. He doesn’t realize, only because someone is related by blood doesn’t mean they
will be faithful or intelligent.
“Okay… but you could hire her.”
This is where mom speaks. “I don’t want her near my husband yet…. and she doesn’t know who she is. If you feel she is worth enough, only then we will tell her.”
I look at mom. Happy for once that she has taken control of the situation.
I nod.
“Okay. I will do this. What is her name?” I ask.
“Isha Anderson.”
I frown. For some reason it sounds familiar, But I don’t give it much thought.
“We are going back to New York today. I am going to get ready.” Mom declares and
walks into the guest room again.
“Did you meet Noah?” I ask and dad doesn’t reply.
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I shake my head at him. He waited for me. Didn’t he? He could wait for Noah, too. But I don’t engage him in a new argument and leave the living room to freshen up.
Mom and dad leave for New York by afternoon and I spend the rest of the day working from home. In the evening, I make a quick stop at the police station then visit the office for an important meeting and my phone chimes while I am in the middle of a conversation.
