Settling into his chair in the VIP section, Noah leaned back watching the restaurant operating smoothly.
Soon enough, the meal arrived—a delicate display of flavours designed to open your appetite.
He picked up his fork and tasted the truffle-infused eggs first, appreciating the richness balanced by the fresh crunch of the microgreens and creamy avocado.
The hibiscus tea provided a refreshing sensation, its tartness balancing the richness of the meal.
Midway through his meal, he noticed a familiar figure approaching.
George, Aiden’s father and the deputy manager of the restaurant.
He stepped over with a welcoming nod.
"Good morning, Mr. Noah. I just wanted to see if everything is to your satisfaction."
Noah looked up, giving a warm nod. "George, join me," he said, gesturing to the empty seat across from him.
"Oh, thank you, but I wouldn’t want to intrude. I’m here on duty," George replied, a bit hesitant but clearly appreciative.
Noah waved a dismissive hand, gesturing at the table. "Duty or not, food’s here to be enjoyed. Work will always be there—it’s a bottomless well. Sit, have a bite with me."
George chuckled, relenting with a smile as he settled into the chair across from Noah. The faint look of gratitude in his eyes made it clear he wasn’t often given the chance to pause, even briefly.
Settling into his chair in the VIP section, Noah leaned back, the quiet ambience a perfect backdrop to his morning.
Soon enough, the meal arrived—a delicate display of flavours designed to open your appetite.
He picked up his fork and tasted the truffle-infused eggs first, appreciating the richness balanced by the fresh crunch of the microgreens and creamy avocado.
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Noah finished his breakfast, savouring the last sip of his tea, and then pushed his chair back, looking up at George with a nod.
"Keep up the good work, George," he said.
George straightened slightly, his expression respectful yet appreciative. "Thank you, sir. We’ll keep giving it our best."
Noah offered a faint smile before heading out, toward the parking lot.
Sliding into his car, he drove to Walls4Us. He had two agendas, he wanted to check on the company whilst also giving John a new task.
Arriving at the building, he noticed the familiar receptionist at the front.
Recognizing him instantly, she quickly stepped forward to greet him, more formal and polite this time around.
"Mr. Noah," she said, with an attentive smile.
He nodded briefly, appreciating the gesture but gesturing for her to return to her post.
"It’s alright, I just need a word with John."
The receptionist gave a slight nod before going back to her place, and Noah made his way to the elevator.
As the doors closed and he pressed the button for John’s floor, his mind reviewed the plans he needed to set in motion.
When the doors slid open, he moved through the quiet hallway, knocking on John’s office door.
"Come in," John called out, his voice steady.
Noah stepped inside, and John immediately rose from his chair, showing a flicker of surprise. "Boss, if I’d known you were stopping by—"
Noah raised a hand, signalling to skip the formalities.
"There’s no need for that, John. Let’s get right to it."
John nodded, leaning forward with attention.
"I need the best team in the company to handle a new project," Noah said.
"There’s a shop in the city centre that I want renovated into a high-end tea house."
"I want it flawless, no mistakes, no corners cut."
"Do you understand?"
John’s face lit up with a touch of excitement.
"Absolutely, boss. I’ll make sure it’s handled perfectly."
Satisfied with John’s response, Noah shifted topics. "how’s the new law director settling in?"
John’s eyes brightened, clearly impressed.
"He’s been exceptional, sir."
"He made a lot of positive changes—streamlined operations, improved efficiency across the board. Honestly, the impact’s been immediate."
"We’re projecting to break our monthly earnings record by the end of this month."
Noah nodded, pleased with the update. "Good."
He paused for a moment, looking at John carefully. "Any issues that have come up?"
John shook his head with assurance. "None so far, sir."
Noah placed a firm hand on John’s shoulder, activating his memory glance.
Quick images flashed through his mind—nothing of consequence.
Satisfied, he let go and handed John a piece of paper with the address of the property.
"I want them to start tomorrow. Completion should be within a week, max. Everything needs to be in place and ready by then."
"Also, I want
Harlow ( The Law director),
to make me a legal contract for renting a tea house, tell him ...."
John nodded.
"Understood, sir. We’ll make it happen."
****
"Hello?" A voice said with some hesitation.
"Hi Stacy, I’ve prepared the contract as we agreed before. I will arrive at your shop in thirty minutes."
"Noah?"
"Yes, it’s me."
"Oh okay, I will be there waiting for you then." She replied.
Thirty minutes later...
"Here you go, the contract." Said Noah, as he handed the contract to Stacy.
After reading through the contract for some time, she didn’t find anything suspicious.
"Alright then," she said, her voice carrying a note of relief.
"The agreed amount on the contract is $10,000. But you’re going to give me $15,000, right?"
Noah nodded, offering a small, confident smile. "Of course."Without a word, he placed the bag he’d been holding onto the table, clicking it open to reveal neatly stacked bundles of cash inside.
Stacy’s eyes widened slightly, the sight of the bills unexpected even if she had anticipated the amount.
Her hand hovered above the contract for a second before she cleared her throat.
"I’m sorry if this seems rude," she said, glancing up at him.
"But I’d like to check to make sure it’s all there."
Noah’s expression didn’t change.
His smile grew slightly, almost encouraging her to do so.
"Don’t worry," he replied smoothly.