Chapter 8 Xavier Richards with his mistress

" Darling. I have seen that frown on your face for a few days now.

Don't I have a right to know what's bothering my man? "

A woman in her late forties or fifties was laying naked over a man in his sixties.

He was only in his shorts.

It was evident from his look that there was something bothering him. Something heavy was weighing on his mind.

" Its nothing much Clare. It's just the usual worries of life.

Peter is back at home.

Soon Simon and Paul will be joining as well.

My bous have grown up strong and handsome.

Ahhhhh!

I feel like passing the baton on to them now.

Get far far away from this life.

Somewhere in nature. Just you and I! "

He smiled at the woman and lovingly nudged her nose.

" WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT Xavier? "

The woman sat up with a horrified face.

" What made you think about handing your empire over to them?

Is it Suzan again? Has she been bugging you again in your dreams? "

The man too sat up, letting go of his embrace.

" Why do you need to bring her up in this?

She has nothing to do with anything anymore in this life. She is worse than a vegetable.

Just let her be. "

He sighed as he held his knees with both his palms.

" I am no longer getting younger Clare. Sooner or later my boys will have to shoulder the responsibility that I have been carrying single handedly.

It's better to get them on board as early as possible! "

" What are you talking about?

Not young. Do old people do what we just did? "

She wet her lips with her tongue.

" You are still as strong as before. I am not yet giving up on that daughter of ours' that we planned.

Are you? "

Mr. Richards did not reply.

He stood up. Grabbed his robe from the chair. Wrapped his naked body and walked towards the lawn, outside their room.

The woman sighed this time.

" This old moroon. He is not only getting cold in bed but he is getting cold at his heart as well.

Damn that Suzan.

That witch. It's been so long since the accident.

She still won't stop bugging me.

She has been using her trump card all the time.

Sons my foot. "

She mumbled as she got slowly dressed.

She was getting ready to persuade the man walking peacefully on the grass.

She was not going to give up that easily.

" Xavier.

Xavier wait up. Are you still goign to make me run after you? "

She faked a warm smile.

Mr Richard smiled back but it seemed his warmth was true.

" Mr Richards! Pleasure excuse myself. "

A butler came running all of a sudden.

" What is it? "

" Mr. Thompson arrived all of a sudden.

He is waiting at the guest room beside our helipad.

He requests your urgent appearance. We tried telling him that you are not entertaining any guest at the moment but he is not ready to listen. "

Mr Richards raised a brow.

" Thompson? At this time? "

" We are extremely sorry Sir about the situation! "

" Dont worry its not something you can help.

Tell him I will be there in a minute and make him wait at the deluxe lodge. "

" As you sau Sir. "

The butler bowed and left.

" Thompson?

Weren't his father and your father best of friends?"

Clare had caught up to them.

" Yeah! Yeah!

Dont even get startes about them. They even have a weird marriage betrothal between our families. "

He laughed.

" They did the same with me and Suzan. As if marriage was some child's play.

Anyways.

Clare, you remember we are leaving tomorrow right? "

She nodded.

" Get our stuffs packed.

I don't know what Thompson is here to discuss.

It seems he has his chopper on stand by. "

He looked up at the helipad to confirm what he said.

" We might be heading somewhere.

If I do not return by tomorrow, I will arrange for a chauffeur for you.

We will meet back at the airport.

Alright darling? "

He asked with his warm eyes.

" Are you leaving me all alone again? "

The woman complained.

" No I am not.I am promising that I am coming back. "

He reached for her forehead and kissed.

Clare pretended to smile . Kissed and hugged him.

" Thompson.

Thompson my old buddy! "

Xavier gave him a bear hug. But Thompson's hug was little.

" You did not take my heed. Did you? "

" The new resort project you mean? "

Xavier enquired.

" No!

Not that one.

Our project at Hawaii.

Our dream project.

How could you leave it in the hands of some mafia boys? "

Xavier understood his friend's concern.

" Ha! Ha! Ha! "

He laughed.

" Are you worried about that buddy?

Those are not mafias. Just some local gangs I hired to get those families out of the spot. "

" Families. Families Xavier.

Do you hear yourself?

You got goons involved to get rid of petty civilians.

They burnt and killed.

The police got involved.

The entire landscape is a mess. "

Xavier's mouth dropped open.

" What?

When?

How was I not informed? "

He reached for his mobile but Thompson stopped him.

" I knew you would not trust my words.

Thats why I have been waiting for you.

To take you there myself and make you see with your own eyes the mess you created there.

Seriously Xavier.

Did you want our dream project to be build on bodies and ashes?

I never expected you of all people to be this short sighted. "

Xavier looked uneasy.

" Let's not waste any more time. Let's head straight there. "