"Well, you're early today. From a nearby hotel, I suppose," Harrison continued.Kenneth rolled his eyes.
"Morning, Harry," Guy greeted with full respect.
Harrison noticed the bearded man behind the suited duo in front of him. He seemed to recognize the man as his face had a slight of change. "Who's that," he said with a toneless voice.
Kenneth noticed the bearded man was staring at his own lazy-man's when Harrison was scanning him, as if he wasn't dare to look at Harrison in the eye.Kenneth immediately knew that they were linked. "Just a new friend of mine, Harry," he smirked at his brother.
The two brothers stared at each other with cold eyes, dubious of each other. They were always against each other even if they did personally agree to the other brother, they just technically didn't want to be on the same side together. It was hard to believe that they were best brothers before Kenneth got into his philanderer lifestyle. They were never the same ever since, they didn't have anything in common anymore. Harrison lived in daytime and rested at night, but Kenneth lived at night and slept in broad daylight. One set his career on a pedestal but the other set nothing.
"Have a good day with your new friend, brother," Harrison said with no expression on his face.
"I wish you good luck on getting laid for the first time in twenty-seven years, tonight," Kenneth mocked.
Harrison smirked and walked away. Then Guy and Kenneth walked into Kenneth's office with the bearded man. Kenneth sat on his seat with the view of the whole city behind him. The bearded man sat facing Kenneth across his black wooden glass-surfaced desk with the man Friday standing beside him.
"What do you want from me?" The bearded man started.
Kenneth pulled out one of the right drawers built into his desk. Didn't bother to push it back, he took out an inch width stack of a hundred dollar bills.
"Quit working for Harry," he commanded.
"Who the hell is Harry, man? What is wrong with you people, forcing me to get into your fancy Rolls Royce to brought me to this office of yours then offered me money and asked me about some kind of questions I don't even know the answer to! I'm calling the cops if you're not letting me go right now!" He sounded so serious that, Kenneth almost fall for it, almost.
Kenneth took out two more stacks of cash from the drawer and threw them at the bearded man's face. "Don't act in front of my face, goddamn it! If you want to call the cops, make it quick, so that I can report to them that a bloody spy is stalking me! I have tons of money, I can sue you to death if I want to, but if you now admit and stop working for Mr.Harrison, you can live as long as you like,"
The spy kept quiet, not touching at the messy dollar bills on his lap.
"Oh, I get it, this isn't enough, eh?" Kenneth offered. He then stretched to his drawer again and grabbed a couple more stacks of cash then placed them in front of the spy.
The bearded spy grabbed all the stacks of cash that he was offered, stood up from his chair, he apologized "Sorry for interrupting your time, sir, I won't be bothering you in the future," he then only kept all the cash into his pockets. He turned and walked out the door.
"What, that ass is the third spy, Kenny. Harry seemed to be really interested to you these days," Guy started after the spy was gone.
"Have you not see his face just now, failed to even stalk me for three times,"
"So, what should we do about it?" Guy questioned after a pause.
Kenneth chuckled then frowned. "What can we do, yell at Harry's face telling him to stop stalking me so that I can have sex with girls with no worries of people taking pictures of my sexuality?"
Guy rolled his eyes. "Damn, why can't you just tell Mr. Lawrence about it?"
Kenneth chuckled, again. "What if dad goes up to Harry and asks him? He, himself would hire more spies if he knew about me, and I don't want that to happen, he would cut my economy sources, that wouldn't do anyone good, does it?"
"Yeah, I cannot imagine that. You, separated from the night life, I wonder if you would seduce your house maids" Guy snickered as he poured himself a glass of whiskey.
Kenneth laughed. "I should hire some young and pretty maids then, in case I get too desperate,"
Guy almost choked on his whiskey, laughing.
They heard the unlatch sound of the door, then came the clacking sound of a woman's heels walking in.
"Boys, there was a guest here, isn't it?" she didn't hesitate to say "good morning ".
"Jess, so glad to see you" Guy leaned in for a hug with her.
"Harry's spy," Kenneth announced.
"Really?" She sounded surprised as she walked towards to Kenneth with her hips swinging behind her. She had always been a bit of alright. Not just because of the long and wavy dark brown hair, the brown eyes that had this slight of green when they expand, nor the curves that were never a perfectly curved hourglass, but the confidence that made her sexy, the attitude that made men undress her in their eyes. Kenneth was grateful for her as his secretary. He was fascinated ever since he met Jess.
"Yeah, he's probably gone now, paid him some cash," Kenneth said.
"Yeah, you better hope he is, because I saw him going into Harry's office just now when I passed by, then when I came back, I met Harry and he told me to ask you to his office,"
Nicole's Note
Thought that you guys would've recognize the man above, Robert Pattinson. He plays the role of Harrison, the brother.
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