Convincing her

Lucas woke up early in the morning and went through the motions as he normally did. He was going to start work at the company today and was feeling some excitement for it. He had talked to Jen the previous night and noticed that her eyes were slightly puffy on the video call.

She had obviously tried to cover them up by wearing her glasses, but he still noticed. So, he did not talk about it because he felt that she would start crying again, so he pretended not to notice.

He only talked to Alex later and found out she had cried herself to sleep and that was her she found her when she went to check on her later that day.

He also missed hugging her soft body to sleep and teasing her, even though it's barely been two days. But life must go on, otherwise, he won't be able to go back to her fast enough.

After getting dressed and combing his hair, he went downstairs to the lobby and as soon as he got out, the driver who was going to be driving him opened his door for him.

He remembered how James told him that this experience was going to refine his temperament, so remembering his father, he carried a certain air of detachment and nodded at the driver in passing before getting into the car.

As Lucas was going over the company's information once more, he felt his phone vibrate in his pocket. When he pulled it out and read the message, his expression softened and a hint of a smile appeared on his face. After replying to the message, he continued scrolling through the sent documents.

"Mr. Lewis, we've arrived," the driver said from the front seat before getting off the car and going to open the door for him. Lucas put the tablet back in his briefcase and got out of the car. A person who seemed to be his assistant came forward to receive him. There was a long line of people behind him who were also there to receive him and he couldn't help but think it's a bit funny. 

He handed his briefcase over to his assistant and took long strides into the building with his assistant and two long lines of people following behind. His assistant was narrating his schedule for the day, which Lucas listened to while taking in his new workplace environment.

The building itself was impressive, just like all Lewis & Co. buildings were, and although it was a bit smaller than the main office, it did not lose out in its prestige. His predecessors really impressed him, they really made sure that the company standard was top notch.

When they arrived at the elevators, the assistant pressed the button to the executive elevator and the doors immediately opened. Lucas walked in and his assistant followed him inside.

"Schedule a meeting with all heads of department in thirty- no, in an hour," he said. He hadn't had breakfast yet, and his girlfriend wanted to see a picture of it.

"Yes sir," his assistant said, and Lucas looked at the people still standing outside the elevator and a shallow smile appeared on his face just before the elevator doors closed. 

"He only has three sons, right?" one of the directors asked to confirm. He had worked in the company for over twenty years and was there when the first two sons came in for "practice" as the big boss put it every time.

The first one was so pretty that no one really took him seriously, but he was not to be trifled with. His ability to work people to their graves because of a slight mistake was top-notch.

People became so serious about work during his time there that the work efficiency had spiked because it was easier to do one proper proposal than to do a lacklustre job only to be asked for five more new proposals on a deadline.

If you dared to protest, you might as well forget about going home for a week. They had to learn the hard way. The man treated his words like an imperial edict. He will increase the punishment but never take it back. He would also increase the rewards, but he had no problem taking those back!

The second son's speaking ability was top notch. With a few words, you can end up with a demotion, a bruised ego and a reduced salary, and you would unconsciously accept it at the moment because he would make it sound like you did a grave mistake that deserves such punishment.

And he would smilingly say, "You know that this standard of work shouldn't be able to come to my office, you were too negligent off your duties, my father would have fired you but I'm letting you off with a warning," By the time he left, they all thought that working at the main office must be very stressful if the CEO was worse than this.

Now the third one does not seem to be any better than his brothers. What kind of sons did Noah Lewis raise? None of them seemed to be easygoing, and with the last two times, it looked like their work efficiency was going to spike again.

"I heard he has only three sons," another director who understood why the question came up answered.

"That's good, I don't think I can handle these 'trainings' again," the first one answered as he patted his chest. 

Lucas was unaware of the reputation his brothers had here and that people had already become extremely cautious when facing his indifferent expression. Meanwhile, there was an uproar in the other departments.

To be specific, the female employees who had seen their new president were very excited. Unfortunately, everyone had been too tense to sneak in any photos of when he had arrived.

When Lucas arrived in his new office, he shrugged off his jacket and hung it up before taking a seat behind his desk. His assistant carefully placed the briefcase he had been carrying on his desk and cautiously looked at him.

He had been told that the president had specifically asked for a male assistant, now that he is seeing him, it looked like women would pester him a lot and just wanted to avoid troublesome things.

Lucas took out his glasses and put them on before turning on his computer. 

"Can you arrange breakfast?" Lucas asked, his eyes focused on the computer screen.

"Yes sir," his assistant answered.

"Mmmh," Lucas responded, and he took that as a cue for him to arrange it.

"Is there anything, in particular, you want to have?" he asked cautiously, and Lucas looked at him for a couple of seconds, not knowing that the man became nervous because of it. He had already heard the stories about his brothers being "unreasonable" so he was trying to be careful.

"Anything, and a cup of tea," Lucas answered and continued to look at his computer. What is anything? What tea does he want? Is there anything you prefer? Is it okay to bring a sandwich? Should I bring a full breakfast? His assistant asked himself these questions internally as he left Lucas' office. 

Lucas who was unaware of the conflict his new assistant was experiencing was already immersed in his work. Ten minutes later, a knock sounded on his door and the door only opened after he responded to it. His assistant showed up carrying a tray of food and went to place it on the table that was in the middle of the room. 

"I've brought your breakfast," he said, and Lucas grunted in acknowledgement.

"Is there anything else?" he asked the silent Lucas, and Lucas tore his gaze away from his computer to look at him.

"What is your name?" Lucas asked him.

"It's Martin, sir," he answered.

"Martin, can you arrange for a tour?" Lucas asked him and Martin nodded.

"You may go," Lucas said when he noticed that the man stood there waiting for further orders. He was too used to David, who was too busy to stand around doing nothing.

"If you will excuse me," Martin said and left the office, closing the door behind him. Lucas stood up from his desk and went to have his breakfast. He pulled out his phone and took a picture of his breakfast and sent it to Jen before he started eating. The breakfast was quite extravagant, and even with Lucas' enormous appetite, he couldn't finish everything. 

He stood up and went behind his desk to review a few things before he met with the directors and managers later. 

After another thirty minutes, the phone on his desk rang and Lucas absentmindedly picked it up.

"Mr. Lewis, the meeting will start in thirty minutes," his assistant said.

"Mmmh, you can come to collect the dishes," Lucas answered before hanging up. Soon, he heard a knock before the door opened and his assistant walked in to take care of the dishes.

"Next time, it doesn't have to be so much. It's wasteful," Lucas said, and his assistant nodded. 'I didn't know what you liked, isn't this why I asked for what you wanted to eat?' he complained internally but his expression was neutral with a shallow smile as he took out the dishes to go get dealt with by one of the secretaries.

Lucas also stood up once he was done and shrugged on his suit jacket as a shallow smile appeared on his face. It looked like things were going to get interesting.