My Quirky Love

Chapter 7: Popeyes

Daddy's eyes soften.

"Big brother you don't even talk outside our family how can you tell her  all that?" Jamison pointed out which my 3 other siblings agreed.

"Well if Grey wants to impress Sunshine he should start talking to her. Did you?" Dad ask.

I shake my head.

"I don't know where you got that trait son but I assure you it's not from your mom's side. You don't believe me? Just look at your uncle. Enough said. Anyway like I said clear your schedule this weekend okay?"

We all nodded.

"Meeting adjourned. I need to get back to your mom."  Dad sigh.

"I don't even know how many times I watched Tangled. At this point I already memorize the full script of that movie and I can dub all the characters alone." Daddy grumbled while going out of the study.

Thirty-three years and Twenty- eight years of marriage led my father to talk to himself. It's was so funny to hear him do that.

"Don't forget the popcorn daddy!" Gabriel chuckled when we saw daddy going up to their room.

Daddy comically immediately turns around to go to our kitchen.

"I know that fucker!" Daddy shouted when he heard us laughing at him.

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The next day I notice that my lunch box is considerably heavier.

I smile. I went to the kitchen to silentky thank grandpa G.

As soon as I step foot inside our office you can literally hear a pin drop. All the loitering employees stops talking. As if I care if they made a loud noise or gossip around me.

It's not like I don't know what they are saying about me.

That I am more stricter than dad. What do they expect? It's for their own good. This company will not succeed if there are no rules and structure.

I went up using my private elevator.
Kurt greeted me as soon as I arrive at the office.

Kurt entered my office and place all the documents I needed to review.

"Sir I recieve your message last night and as you ordered I arrange all your meetings in the morning."

I nodded at him.

"You only have one meeting scheduled and it's Mr.-"

Kurt was cut off when my cousin entered unceremoniously.

"I am here! Did you miss me?" Brandon shouted.

I sigh.

Brandon, Uncle Blake and  auntie Cara's son. He's one of the quadruplets. You can say that I am the closest to him.

He's fucking annoying.

I nodded at Kurt and he left.

"Why are you not answering my calls?' Brandon demanded.

He called? I open my phone and saw 25 missed calls all from him.

"I am busy." I replied but in reality I purposely nit answering his call.

Why?

He's like uncle. He never stops talking.

That's why.

"Too busy for your handsome cousin?" Brandon said.

Is he handsome? Dirty blonde hair, heterochromic eyes, straight nose and pouty lips. 100% copy of uncle Blake.

"I don't see it." I shake my head.

"One of these days Grey you'll admit that I am so fucking handsome and I'll record it for evidence." Brandon boasted.

Over my dead body.

"Anyway, enough about my majestic presence. I brought our proposed project." He bring out a folder and opened it.

"This is the new condominium that we will market as low cost."

I look at the proposal and I am impressed.

''Who did this?" I ask although I know who did.

"It's moi!"

"Funny. You don't even know how to do simple calculation even if the answer slaps you on the face. So who did it."

Brandon pouts and said "So fucking mean."

"Catherine draws the building and Bryson propose the structure frame while Cassandra took care of the permits and legal fees while yours trully preseny and advertised it."

"Now that's believable." I replied.

"I'll tell papa that you're being mean to me." Brandon whined.

"As if Uncle Blake will do something if Dad learned what you are saying."

Brandon suddenly backs up."Hey now Grey chill man. I am just joking! Don't involve uncle James here. You're not playing fair. You know my dad will die if uncle James got involve."

"Involve me in what?" Daddy just in time entered my office. He's wearing button down shirt, black pants and Under Armour shoes

"Hey uncle James. Long time no see!" Brandon greets dad.

I raise my eyebrow at him. Where is he going dressed like that?

"Your mom wants to eat at Popeyes." Daddy explained.

"Did you say Popeyes?!" Brandon brighten up.

Brandon close the folder and pushed it in my direction.

"Come on uncle let's go. We can't let Popeye's wait."

"Wait aren't you working?" Dad ask Brandon.

"No uncle. Bryson can manage the corp. Food's more important. Bye Grey!" Brandon forcefully push daddy outside my office.

"Wait."

They did not hear me because the door's already closed.

I slump on my seat.

I forgot to ask daddy to buy me a bucket meal.