  Raymond lifted his glass to his lips again, &quot;bottom's up&quot; he murmured and down his throat it all went. He dropped the glass with a thud on the table before picking up his whisky to fill it up again.
  Ha, he can't believe this, he has suddenly become a drunkard and he knows not the reason.
  Oh shit, he knows the reason, he just doesn't want to admit it. But it's not bad if he admits it now, after all, there is no one here. Not just anyone but one particular person. Katherine.
  She is not here so she is not going to look down on him if he should admit it, so he can, just for this night. Only this night.
  He has not stepped his foot in his mansion for the past one month now, why?
  Because he misses her and he is afraid of missing her more when he goes home. He doesn't want to feel the emptiness there now that she is gone.
  He can't believe it, it's only been a month and he

  A month later, Raymond was in the conference room of the Baldwin empire, having a meeting with the board of directors when the door was thrown open and stormed in a very angry Desmond.
  Everyone looked at him surprised for they hardly sees the old chairman so angry that it's as if smokes were puffing out from his ears and they all prayed not to be the reason of his anger.
  &quot;Raymond!&quot; Desmond shouted &quot;what is the nonsense I hear?&quot;
  Raymond sighed, if his grandfather called him Raymond, then he must be really angry with him, &quot;grandpa, I don't know what you are talking about.&quot;
  &quot;What nonsense!&quot; Desmond slammed his hand on the table causing everyone to jump including Raymond, &quot;don't you dare act ignorant with me&quot; he warned.
  &quot;Grandpa, why don't you calm down and let's talk in my office. Maybe you can tell me what have you infuriat

  Raymond drank glass after glass of whiskey in his penthouse, he really don't know why he was drinking since it's been long he had drank to that extent but one thing was for sure, he doesn't want to be alone. He picked up his phone to call Natalia but he couldn't put through the call. He decided to call one of his bimbos but he knew deep inside they are not who he wished to see.
  He looked at his phone timer to discover that it was 10:56 pm. A cute beautiful face popped up in his mind and he stood up immediately and searched for his car key, he has to see her one last time. Katherine will be taking her away from him tomorrow, so this is his last opportunity to see her.
  He won't do anything, he will just look at her as she sleeps, yes, that's it. He staggered to his private elevator and fumbles with the buttons before pressing the down floor.
  When he got to his car, he started the e

Raymond lifted his glass to his lips again, &quot;bottom's up&quot; he murmured and down his throat it all went. He dropped the glass with a thud on the table before picking up his whisky to fill it up again.
  Ha, he can't believe this, he has suddenly become a drunkard and he knows not the reason.
  Oh shit, he knows the reason, he just doesn't want to admit it. But it's not bad if he admits it now, after all, there is no one here. Not just anyone but one particular person. Katherine.
  She is not here so she is not going to look down on him if he should admit it, so he can, just for this night. Only this night.
  He has not stepped his foot in his mansion for the past one month now, why?
  Because he misses her and he is afraid of missing her more when he goes home. He doesn't want to feel the emptiness there now that she is gone.
  He can't believe it, it's only been a month and he is going crazy. He wants to see her.
  Hell, he wants to kiss her.
  To make sweet passionate

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