Austin's POV
Mr. Rodrigue led me to his private lounge,away from the hullabaloo of a party. He ordered for some expensive cognac to be served to us.
"So,how are you trying find your feet in your father's extra large shoes?",he asked, immediately,the waitress excused us.
"Not a struggle. My dad's shoes may be large but my footprints will make a difference...a good difference as well", I answered.
"I'm pleased to hear that. You know your father and I did lots of businesses together in the past and I know he's a good man",Mr. Rodrigue said.
"Then...what changed? I'm curious... you said 'did'. What changed?",I asked him.
"Oh well... you know,the usual. The jobs were poorly delivered and worse,I had to pay extra to get another shipments from another client",Mr. Rodrigue said.
"I lost cas
