In the lift, on the way to the tenth floor, Chris messaged Ryan that he didn’t want anyone to disturb Emile till he notified them. The tenth floor was designed with four luxurious office spaces for each of the three partners and acting CEO, Ryan Redford. All the four offices had an identical layout with each having a rest room, bathroom and a small kitchenette. In addition, there was also an office adjacent to each of the four offices for the chief personal assistant and an office space that was divided into cubicles for the assistants on this floor. Emile’s office was furthest from the lift, at the end of the long corridor. Once inside the office, Chris got Emile a cup of water and waited patiently for her to drink before taking the glass back to the side kitchen. He lifted her up from her chair and sat down before settling her comfortably on his lap. He wasn’t worried about anyone interrupting as he had sent a message to Ryan asking not to be disturbed till they came out as he didn

Daniel was over the moon when he received a call from Natalie 2 days later to schedule a meeting with Emile. The requirement for the meeting was that it was held in an open setting, in a café of Mrs Walters preference and in company of her bodyguards who would be stationed close by for her protection. Daniel didn’t hesitate to agree to all the conditions that were put forward. He had been looking forward towards this meeting for a long time, 4 years to be precise. The only condition he had was that Chris couldn’t sit in on the meeting. In his mind, as long as he could have a decent chat with Emile, without any interference, everything would fall back into place. The arrangements for the meeting were all made by Natalie, of course with Chris’s approval. The meeting was arranged to be at the café of Royale Lux for 10am. Daniel called Ron in excitement as soon as the appointment was arranged. “What’s up?” Ron wasn’t one for niceties and there was no need for formalities between the two

Night Wing decided to go Henry’s apartment first to report before going over to check on the little treasures. He rang Abbey on the way and asked her to come over to stay at Chris’s place. He told her that he would explain everything when she came and hung up without wasting time. “Which wind blew you here?” Henry smirked as he saw his butler leading Night Wing into the lounge. “Mr Burke, can we talk in private?” Night Wing was never one for jokes; the rare, odd occasions would have to have Chris, Emile and Abbey around. “What’s wrong?” Henry stood up with a frown and gestured for Night Wing to follow up as he took the lead walking towards his study. On the way, he sent a message to all his brothers ‘Come to my study.’ “Take a seat” Henry invited as he sat on his customary seat and gestured for the butler to serve tea. Night Wing wanted to quickly finish his report and hurry back to his little treasures and favourite woman; he was about to refuse the pleasantries when Henry interr

“Dring ….Dring…. DRING….” The melody of waves crushing against the rocks was rudely interrupted by the unpleasant ringing. Daniel sat up hugging his head with a confused gaze as he looked around. His body wasn’t feeling great either, aching and sore like that of an old man. Ron too sat up with an annoyed expression “Are you going to get that or not?” He turned around and found a comfortable position to curl and went back to sleep. “You better have something important, or I am sending you to the Bermuda triangle.” Daniel snaped into the mouthpiece as he accepted the call. “Would us going bankrupt qualify?” George mumbled in a not-so-confident voice. “What’s going on?” Daniel asked as rubbed his forehead in an attempt to soothe his aching head. “Boss, we lost the tender for the land in the eastern coast area.” George groaned over the phone. He knew the importance of this project for their future growth. “What???” Daniel was fully awake now; even Ron sat back up as he heard Daniel’

Chris Jnr and little Emm had decorated the house with the help of Marcus and their cousins to welcome Emile back home after being discharged from the hospital. “Wow…. Looks like mommy entered fairyland.” Emile clapped with an excited expression reciprocating little treasures enthusiasm. “Mommy little treasure missed you mostest.” Emm ran up to Emile who had her arms opened and outstretched. She hugged her neck acting coquettishly. “Che! That is not even a word…. “Chris pursed his lips in dissatisfaction. “Is now.” Emm lifted her head arrogantly and decreed like an adult “From now on, mostest is the word that we use to express the meaning that 'most' cannot express.” Her younger cousins all clapped in favour; they were her blind followers. The older ones hesitated for a few seconds as they shifted their gazes between Chris Jnr and Emm; Phillip who was the oldest bend over to whisper in Chris Jnr’s ears “Let’s agree with Emm. If she starts to cry, all our butts will bloom.” Chris J