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THE WAY TO A MAN’s HEART IS HIS STOMACH

David settled on the royal couch right next to his father and crossed his legs. It was a few minutes to dinner time and Leonard had invited him for a brief discussion in his private chamber.

Leonard lowered the magazine he was clasping with both hands to his chest and took off his medicated spectacles. He began to rub his left eye with the edge of his palm.

“You have bags underneath your eyes, Dad,” David remarked and sat up. “Have you been sleeping sufficiently?”

Leonard chuckled and fell back on the chair. “Age is such a horrible thing. I stayed up for one night to review our deals and I look like a piece of shit already.” He smirked.

“You’re retired, Mr. Wells. Let your son handle the business.” David replied and arched a brow. “Are you sure you trust me on this?”

Leonard gave a half smile. “I couldn’t be more sure, son. Not after that press conference.”

They both smiled.

Leonard cleared his throat loudly and placed the magazine on the bed right next to him. I invited you her
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