After His Last Will

Lily Anderson stood by the busy road of the metropolitan city, waving frantically at every car that passed. She wasn't about to be late for work, not when her boss was the great Alexander. For a moment she thought about running over to the Beaumont Estate but that would be an absolutely stupid thing to do.

When she finally got a car, she heaved out a sigh in relief, and got in. The morning had dark clouds looming over the sun. It looked like it would rain, but Lily wasn't sure about that because it had not been stated in the news. The drive wasn't as long as she expected and she was grateful for this.

She reached the Beaumont Estate, which was a massive array of different mansions and lush green grasses, in no time and just as she was about to go in, she sighted Alexander's car coming out. She swallowed hard, praying silently for the weight she felt to ease off her chest. The car stopped just in front of her as she expected and the black tinted window came down.

He was seated in the back, reading a newspaper. His neck-length hair was left to flow and some strands were styled perfectly to fall to his face.

"Are you coming in or do you want us to be late?" He asked with his usual nonchalant tune.

Lily nodded and was about to open the door to the front seat when he stopped her.

"I have no tie on" he said and she went round the car and got in beside him.

She'd been working with him for five years but it didn't mean she'd gotten any comfortable around him.

He had acknowledged that she was the only one he could stand being around him, but that was more of a curse than a compliment. She was silently waiting for him to say something about her lateness.

He turned to her, his dark eyes immediately pinning her.

"The bag there has three ties, I picked your favorites" he said

Favorites, as if! She couldn't help but think. She took the paper bag beside her and took the first one she could reach.

She flinched when she turned back to him and found him staring at her.

"I spent twenty minutes, picking out the top three and you just pick one without looking at them" He asked and she nodded looking at the tie in her hand. It was black, she looked back into the bag-They were all black! What did the man want from her?

"A tie is the least of your problems right now Mr Beaumont" she said in the usual relaxing tone she used around him, never a pitch higher or a pitch lower.

"What is my problem? That you came late?"

"Your grandfather might have an illness and has asked you to see him this morning," she said, ignoring his remark. It had always been her strategy to remain sane.

He looked up from the paper he was holding and stared out the window with a frown on his face.

"And my schedule has already been cleared?" He asked

"Yes sir" she said and he hissed, flinging the newspaper. She caught it immediately, she had studied him so much that she could discern his next move.

"If he wants to die, can't he just die quietly, he's more healthier than I am" He said but his voice held no trace of displeasure. Lily noticed him stiffen a little bit, before turning to her.

"Let's go then" he said and took the newspaper away from her. A flash of an apologetic look in his eyes.

She smiled to herself, he was aware of her close relationship with his grandfather. Vincent had always asked her to marry Alexander openly and shamelessly, but she couldn't do that. It would be a death sentence to her, and Alexander on the other hand was an anti-romantic.

They reached the hospital some minutes past eight. Lily hurried behind Alexander, perfectly matching his pace. It had been one of her challenges, when she started walking with him. He had long legs and walked like his life depended on it, she wasn't nearly as tall as him and had tried to keep up.

"After the visit, what else is on my schedule?" he said as they walked into the Elevator.