Chapter 17

Lester poured himself another glass of wine as he loosen his tie. His grandfather would surely cut him off for real if he doesn't present the woman he wants to marry. Besides, he already promised him that he was going to bring his fiance.

"Where the fuck is Gerald! I thought he already took care of this shit!" He muttered in anger.

He needed to know what the hell was keeping her!

Just then his phone beeped with a message tone. He stretched his hands and picked it up, glancing through the screen to see the name of the sender.

Alvina Smith.

He heaved a sigh of relief at the sight of the sender's name. But he wondered what happened that made her change her schedule.

His phone rang once ten minutes later. This time it was an incoming call. He picked it up and remained silent.

"Did you get her message?" Gerald's voice rang out of the phone.

" Yes," Lester answered, pouring himself another wine.

"Did you read it already?"

"No. Just saw her name" he responded.

" Isn't it right to read a message sent to your phone, especially the one that is very important in this case?" Gerald was dying from anger.

Does it mean that he wouldn't read the message or did he know he was going to call? That's unfair!

" Spill it" he spat out.

"Someday, I am going to travel the world without caring about your world! Reading your text messages isn't part of my jurisdiction! What do you take me for? I am…" Gerald started with his mumble-jumble.

" One more nonsense and I don't mind calling your father right away!" Lester threatened.

" Alvina would be there in the next twenty minutes, approximately fifteen minutes from now. But man, do you know I hate you?" Gerald said bitterly.

" I know. I am not gay" Lester said.

"And I am freaking straight too! Why do you always have…"

Lester removed the phone from his ear and hung up the call.

He needs to get changed before Alvina gets here. There was still enough time before the dinner with his grandfather.

Lester wanted to personally straighten out the terms of the contract with Alvina. He wants to make sure that she knows there would be no strings attached.

He doesn't want a situation where he would have to deal with a messy situation later on. He hates hiccups in any deal.

He walked up to his bedroom and began to choose his clothes. His Butler had arranged four different outfits for him.

Butler James had been the only one handling Lester's housekeeping right from his childhood. He even had to take him along when he decided to move out of the country.

Since the butler knows all his preferences and way of living, he had been unwilling to let him go. So he came back with him to the states. Butler James was like a father to Lester.

There was a slight knock on his door and a man in his fifties walked in with his head bowed.

"Miss Avina Smith is waiting in the visitor's lounge," he said.

" Alright, James," Lester responded, waving his hands.

The butler bowed again and was ready to take his leave.

"Hold on James. These suits…which would you think would compliment her…I mean Alvina's dressing. You saw her, right?" He asked, looking tired.

He was going all out for that old man. He had better believe him. He can't wait to finally have peace. He was going to drag the marriage plans for as long as he could.

"I think this suit would fit her dressing." Butler James said.

" Okay," he responded.

The butler bowed and left. A few minutes later, he came out looking suave with the stylish cut of his expensive tux with a touch of midnight blue sheen.

Cut to precision yet bold across the shoulders, gentle lines around the waist, and the perfect face of a Greek god, Lester brought out the perfect image of a stunning model.

As he climbed down the staircase, Alvina couldn't help admiring the muscular-built icy faced man. Though he rarely smiled, he still looked charming.

Too bad.

Alvina stood up with a smile across her face. She smirked at his cold face which seemed like an ice glacier. Couldn't he at least make an effort to smile?

Walking closer to him, she wanted to give him a light peck on his cheek but Lester stopped her with a glare.

Alvina didn't take offence but rather moved closer to him and looked at his face. Scrutinizing every bit of it.

"What?." Lester asked, raising his brows. He wondered what was wrong with Alvina.

"Are you going for a funeral, Lester?" Alvina asked, rolling her eyes.

He looked too perfect yet his unmoving face was spoiling the fun. She wondered how a man could be so stiff.

" I mean the dressing is perfect but what happened to the face? I don't want a stone-cold fiancee!" She humphed.

" Alvina…" he said, forcing down his displeasure. Did she think he was enjoying any of these?

"Hey! Are you still going to treat me coldly? I am your fiance!" She said, pouting.

" It's a contract. Don't take it too seriously and…you know how much I hate touching. Can you make do without it?" Lester replied.

" How does someone make do without touching his or her lover? Your grandfather would surely notice something is wrong!" Alvina replied, sitting down.

" Everything is in the contract. Did you read it at all?" He asked, looking a little pissed. He wondered if he was making a mistake? Maybe he should have just used a stranger.

The feisty face of that girl he met again came into his view. His face cracked with a little smile but quickly went back to its original form before anyone could tell.

" Of course I did. But there are bound to change" she replied.

" Changes? Alvina, don't you ever have that idea that you were chosen because there was no one else"

Alvina's face turned red. She forced out a smile as she got up from the couch once again. If not for something, she wouldn't mind taking the next flight out of this damn country.

She only accepted Lester's contract because of something…and someone. She needed Lester to achieve her aim. Seeing Lester getting worked up, she quickly changed her attitude.

Lester took a look at her and managed a slight smile. He was trying his best not to flip out.

"Let's go. We are running late already" Lester said as he walked out of the house.

Alvina stared at his back with a smirk.

"Keep on being the boss, Lester. I have a purpose for keeping up with you! In the end, I,m going to end up being the winner" Alvina said in her heart as he followed him briskly.

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The driver parked in front of a five-star hotel. Lester had made reservations for his grandfather to meet Alvina over dinner.

As much as the grandfather wanted him to bring her over to the mansion, Lester refused. He claimed it was just their first official meeting.

A stone-faced Greek god and a graceful elegantly beautiful woman walked side by side into the hotel.

Everyone was curious to know the woman who was finally able to get into the heart of this man feared by all.

Who was the woman besides Lester Leon? As much as some people wanted to take pictures of them, none of them dared because no one wanted to be used as an example!

Everyone knows the stone-faced man that has been appearing frequently in business magazines. He was always referred to as the youngest and ruthless businessman of the year.

And lastly, he hates being in the news without his permission.

"Welcome, Mr Lester. We are very glad to be of service to you" a chubby pot-bellied man welcomed him desperately.

He had heard from the director that they need to be extra careful with this good-looking devil or they are finished! He needed to be given extra services.

" Hmm."

" We are always ready to serve…" the chubby man started showing off his skills.

"Where is it?" Lester cuts him off.

These people like talking too much. This was supposed to be a five-star hotel, right? But it seems the management was very poor.

Maybe he needs to buy this hotel and change the manager? Maybe he should give Gerald a call later on.

"Er…" the man was at a loss for words as thick sweat flowed down his forehead.

It's really hard to please rich people. But of all the rich people, never fall into the hands of Lester Leon. He would surely cut your lifespan in half.

That's exactly what the chubby manager was experiencing right now. He felt as if his world had come crumbling down.

"Could you please show us our room?" Alvina said with a smile.

If they continue lingering, Lester might just blow up. She knew how impatient he can be especially around people that try to brown-nose him.

" Sure…sure, Miss. This way please" The man quickly sprang to action.

Lester could not be bothered with him as he walked behind the man who was inwardly shaking in fright.

Bunch of unprofessional people. He was surely going to buy this hotel!