chapter ninety one

EDWARD’S FIRST PERSON POINT OF VIEW

“That is cool.” She said while I got up to get a bottle of wine from the bar and cleaned two wine glasses.

“How were you able to handle those officials on your own back at the company? I wish I met

them at my gallery, I would have shown them what it meant to mess with a Robinson right there and then,” I said fuming as I poured the wine into the glasses. I corked the bottle back then gave her a glass while I held on to the other one as I sat on the next chair from hers adjacently.

“I only questioned their legality especially since the workers could not concentrate with their presence in the company. The shocking part is they did not even deem it fit to get a proper official warrant to back up their silly move.” She said as she sipped from the glass, “Hmm, this tastes luxurious.” She remarked.

I smiled at her remark, “I knew that this place would be a perfect place for you to unburden some of those burdens hence the reason I brought you here. As for