Jayden's POV
When I got to work this morning, I was met with a bunch of reporters, waiting to interview me about my so-called quiet wedding.
I was questioned about why it wasn't an elaborate one with dignitaries from all over the world and what would change now that I am a married man.
If I had the power to ignore all the questions, I would have done that but to avoid arousing suspicions and to avoid letting them form up a story, I answered calmly but when the questions were becoming too much, I excused myself.
This is the type of life I am living. Having to stick to everything social and making up things and appearances to please the public.
This is what it takes to be the sole heir to my father's multi-million dollar company in addition to mine. This is what it takes to be a billionaire.
Now that I am married, I am open to a lot of business deals. I know they will surely come in.
I am married now and considered responsible even though I was questioned on why I had to resume work on the second day of my marriage to Isabella.
I work on Sundays too and I see no reason why I should take this Sunday off because I just got married.
One of the reporters was persistent and she was desperate for me to answer the reason why I am not touring the world with my wife in the name of my honeymoon.
That question almost pissed me off.
First, they were asking me if things will change now that I am married and then asked why I am not on a honeymoon.
If I go on a honeymoon, then things would change and I am not in for any negative changes in my life.
The changes I know they are demanding are the changes that will come with being late to work because I now have a wife, and not being present in the office at all times.
I was tempted to shout at them to let me be.
I received a call from Gabriel after going into the office and he demanded to see me. He sounded serious and I know it must have to do with the business proposal he once spoke to me about.
We planned to meet here.
At Gray's Club.
If he had invited me to the billionaire's club, I would have declined the invitation and probably asked him to come to my house instead.
I spot Gabriel waving at me from the VIP section and I move there.
This will be the second time I will be coming to this club. The first was with Gabriel too.
"Hey, buddy", he stands up and we shake hands. There is a lady in front of him keeping him company and I roll my eyes at him.
This is enough reason to think bad of marriage. Gabriel loves Sabrina and I wonder why he still cheats on her with skinny ladies like this girl.
The only answer I give to this question is that marriage isn't a bed of roses and it isn't a happily ever after junk like everyone views it as.
If it is a happily ever after thing, then Gabriel shouldn't be cheating on his dear wife. He ought to be satisfied with her and he should accept her with all of her flaws, without thinking of cheating.
Cheating makes it unreal. It makes the love fake too.
I flop heavily to the seat as Gabriel dismisses the lady who winks at me before swaying her hips away.
"You still cheat?" I ask him, unable to keep my thoughts to myself.
He laughs with twinkles in his eyes as he pours some wine into an empty glass cup.
"What is a newly wedded man doing at work today when he ought to be at home and in bed with his wife?" He questions, instead of replying to my question.
It is obvious he is asking this question on purpose. There is a mischievous smirk on his face.
"Shut up!" I dismiss him and grab the glass cup from him. "Why did you ask us to meet here?"
"What if I say it is to ask you about how marriage life is?"
"You dare not!" I growl with a disgruntled look on my face.
This is something he can do and I will be so pissed if this is it. I can't believe I left work early because of this and instead of going home to relax, he is talking about some goddamn post-marriage activities that will never happen.
He chuckles lightly, sipping the wine before a serious look replaces the smirk on his face.
"Actually, it is about the partnership I told you about", he begins and I lean forward to be more comfortable as I listen to him. "Since you are bringing in new deals for your automobile company, I am thinking of an idea which I believe will work for you and me."
I nod, urging him to go on. I really do not understand the point he is driving at.
"So", he adjusts in his seat, facing me squarely. "All we need to do is raise the capital and the work will be done."
"What idea do you have?" I can't believe he is just talking about the capital without giving me a clear view of what this partnership will entail.
"Robotic technology", he announces with a wide grin on his face.
"Robots?" I question back sharply. He nods.
"I have someone good at this. All we need to do is employ him to produce these robots for different uses and we sell them to the public. The firm can be affiliated with your automobile company but we have to think of a different name to give…"
"Why robots?" I ask the dumbest question ever. Robots have never been a thing for me and I have never thought of going into something like this.
Gabriel is an intelligent man and I trust him and his ideas. I just don't feel right with this robot idea.
"Why robots? That is the latest technology. We need to find out the people's needs, then take advantage of it", he stress.
"You don't need to remind me of what I studied in school. You don't know the different business and marketing strategies that we have like I do so please don't lecture me", I retort, gulping down the remaining content of the wine.
He smiles. "Everyone knows you are the Economist expert, don't be so proud about it. Reminding you shouldn't be a crime either."
"Please go on", I say to him, not wanting to divert and waste more of my time.
"That's all you need to know. I will bring the engineer to your company tomorrow so you two can talk further. If you accept the offer, then I will call my lawyer to include it in the partnership contract that we are yet to sign."
"What use will these robots be for the public?" I ask.
"Different purposes like laundry, cooking, running errands…"
"Cooking?" I interrupt him. Disbelief flashes across my expression. "You think I will allow a robot to make breakfast for me?"
"If you don't like the idea, others will", he argues and I shake my head.
"What about the disadvantage of this?" I voice out my fear bout it. "What if people use it for the wrong purpose?"
He looks thoughtful for a while. "Wrong purpose like what?"
"Assassinations, theft, kidnapping, and the rest", my forehead is furrowed. "Remember we won't have th opportunity to monitor the activities of these robots after it has been sold off and we can't even know who uses them for the right or wrong purpose."
He is silent too. He must be thinking of the pros and cons of this idea which he hadn't given much thought to earlier.
"I really do not like the idea but if you want us to give it a try, then think it through and weigh the possibilities of the dangers it will cause to the public and the masses."
He nods as he hums.
"If that will be all, I should take my leave. I will think about it too and talk to Father to hear what he thinks of the idea", I tell him.
"Hey, come on. You should stay a little longer. Let's enjoy the party, it will start soon."
"No", I shake my head, rising and buttoning up the upper side of my suit before picking up my phone which I placed on the center table in front of us. "I have a lot to do at home."
"A lot?" He questioned, the smirk finding its way back to his face. "Like warming your new wife's bed?"
"Shut up!" I snap at him. Does he have to make it too obvious that Isabella and I will have no romance in our lives till the end of the marriage?
Gabriel is an asshole!
"You should reconsider and help your little wife…"
"Shut up, Gabriel. You are full of nothing but bullshit!" I glare at him coldly before walking away.
"Tell your little bride that my wife and I will come visiting soon with our wedding gift", he shouts after me and deep throaty laughter follows.
Asshole!