Royce Miller's POV
My heart was filled with fidgets and apprehension as I boarded our private jet back to LA. With me, are my parents, Walter, and a few of my dad's men including Arthur. I feel uncomfortable wearing this charcoal gray suit jacket, with a pressed clean white collared shirt under it and a classic necktie, paired with dark trousers and well-polished leather shoes. This is my first time wearing business formal attire and I feel a little awkward.
Walter who is sitting beside me tapped my shoulder as if to say I need not to worry because everything will go well. Then, he grabbed a piece of newspaper and started reading it. I can say that Walter is like Reid when it comes to business matters. No wonder, he is my brother's best friend because they have the same priorities.
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