Chapter 23: Mr CEO
"He is nothing but a child still wet behind the ears. Over the years he has gotten by on nothing but charm and pure luck. But now, I am going to show him that he is nothing but a child who is not worth of the title that he holds," Despite knowing that his companion had no idea what he was talking about, Derek's uncle felt the need to have his voice be heard. And so he spoke aloud what he had been thinking ever since he had gotten his fool of a nephew to sign his contract.
Soothing jazz music played in the background, pairing just right with the smooth whiskey that Sebastian Haven was currently sipping.
There was a giggle to his right and he turned to the young woman there. "And just what is so funny, my dear?" He asked, slowly swirling the liquid and watching it return to the bottom of the glass when he stopped moving the glass.
"You are, you are so smart,' She told him, her blue eyes wide, and Sebastian had to agree. He really was intelligent.
Leagues above even his nephew, who was lauded as a genius and had been proclaimed a child prodigy. He remembered how proud his brother had been of the brat, and he had to fight to keep a sneer off his face.
He had come to the club, not to wallow, or think on things that made him angry, but to celebrate.
Finally, after years of waiting in the shadows. Biting his tongue as his brother's widow ran the company instead of a Haven by blood being at the helm. And then handing over the family legacy to her barely out of his teens son, Sebastian had been given an opportunity to make things right.
To begin the process of taking back what should have been his in the first place after his brother's death.
His mouth twisting cruelly at the thought of seeing his proud nephew down and out. Sebastian came back to himself when he felt nails graze over the top of his hand.
He looked from the bright pink nails, to the their owner.