Hannah realized that there was absolutely no need for her to argue with Dylan, as his mind was already made up."I should start packing then." She said, getting up from the bed."Okay," Dylan responded.He left Hannah alone in the room and walked towards the balcony.A lot was on his mind; he just couldn't stay calm as he felt that he was completely needed at home.He soon received a call from Natalia: "When is your flight?" She inquired, sounding worried."Is anything wrong?" Dylan inquired."They're rumors, Dylan." She said, causing Dylan to pause for a second, arching his brows, he asked,"What kind of rumors?""It's on the news... since this morning.""What's on the news?" Dylan asked as he quickly picked up the remote control in the sitting room and turned on the TV."They say you're Pierce Sterling's heir." Natalia informed, and in that very moment, Hannah hurried into the sitting room."Dylan..." She paused, seeing that Dylan already had the TV on and was on the news channel."

Hannah got to the room and met Dylan in the same position where she left him last night."You should eat now. Do you need me to ask the staff to bring your food here?" She inquired, but Dylan shook his head in response."But you have something," she said, looking worried.If she recalled correctly, Dylan had nothing for breakfast and had nothing in the plane on their way back home."I will. Just a few more minutes," Dylan said without taking his eyes of his laptop."Okay," Hannah said, letting out a sigh.She walked back to the bed and sat there for a few minutes. Soon, Dylan got up from the chair and yawned; he was tired but would not admit to it."Will you have dinner now?" Hannah asked."After my meeting with Natalia," he responded and left the room.Hannah was worried; she walked towards the vanity in the mirror and packed her hair into the vanity before rushing to the couch where Dylan sat to see if she'd get a glimpse of what he had spent the last few hours doing, but unfortunat

Natalia was quiet for a while. She wanted to ask Dylan a few more questions, but she knew asking him more questions about his personal life would be annoying. She decided to stay out of it and listen to what he says. Dylan soon got a response from Xavier while he was having a conversation with Natalia about the company. "Where's the venue of the meeting?" Dylan read out loud. "Where do you want it to be?" Natalia inquired, feeling relieved because Xavier agreed to meet, and that gave her the hope that probably he hasn't joined with his father yet. "I want it to be here! Stepping out of the house now would inform people of my presence, and it'll take even less time for the whole country to find out because news like that travels like wildfire," Dylan muttered before typing his response on his phone. "The meeting will be held by 9 tomorrow morning... here in this mansion." Dylan informed Natalia of his decision before finally leaving her room, as he believed he had a thousand and

Dylan drove out of the estate to his company. Michael was first to welcome him on first sight. "Tell me about the progress this company has been making over the past few days of my absence." He said, causing Micheal to nod. "If I'm being honest, they've been some ups and downs, sir," she said, frightened by what Dylan's reaction would be. "I hope everyone is already in the meeting room." Dylan said as he walked into the board meeting room. After his conversation earlier with Xavier when he went to his study room, he informed Micheal through his laptop that he should arrange for the members of the board to get ready for the meeting, and Micheal did just that. Fortunately, on his arrival to the company, every single thing was already in order; even the members of the board were waiting for him. "I want to know about the progress this company has been making over my absence." He said, sitting on the chair for the head of the meeting. "Although the market has been bad, sir, we've ma

"It's nothing," Rosanna responded. Dylan didn't just want to believe it was nothing but was strict on not letting any outside business take his time. On this same note, he still couldn't help but press the question further. "Are you sure? You don't seem comfortable," he said nonchalantly. Rosanna adjusted a bit on the chair; her feelings for Dylan were still raw; it felt like he just pushed her away, and she could still go back to him. "It was hard for them to accept, but I'm doing great now." She lied. Dylan could see through her, but before he could ask any further questions, he was interrupted by a text. "Everything is ready for the meeting. He'd be expecting you by 9 am." Rosanna read the text as well and asked, "Who's this meeting with?" "A man you know," he responded. "Tyler would be my first guess, but who goes to have a meeting with a man he plans to put out of business?" Rosanna said, and Dylan was quiet; he had a smirk on his face, causing her to immediate