rk furnishings reminiscent of a centuries-old gentleman's club, his father's study was pr

father home and wanting to be as close to him as possible because they never knew when they'll see him again. Clarke was always out of town, out of the cou

was the best father in the world, and when he wasn't, he spoiled them rotte

r presence, Son," Clarke's wry dra

is MacBook and left his

as he sat beside Lois and kis

ly like a schoolgirl on her

rced, he knew how lucky he was to have parents who were still in love today, as they were when they tied the knot over thirt

the ajar door and came in with a smile and a

f a cup of coffee and grab

he catering for Monday night's dinner with the board members. If Cla

our Liam listened to him drone on about the importance of having good relationships with

They will do anything to undermine your position, and the minute they

mbitious and wouldn't shy away from senior positions in the

thew in his capacity as a junior Creative Director and Julian as an Accountant. If he has to take over, Liam planned to make his cousins his allies. He could nev

ion?" Clarke demanded. "Tha

night to cheer him up. They were always there for all his tournament wins and losses. They pushed him into getting his competition license and even paid for his all racing courses when Clarke

w cold coffee. He couldn't even finish hal

eathed in hard, a sign he was lo

as all Clarke has ever talked about since Liam was old enough to read and understand the Business Insider. This time was different, though. He wasn't nine

t, as the eldest child and the only son, taking over the family's

ging economic meltdowns. They ushered in thousands of innovations to make Anderson Logistics the formidable giant that

ave to pay. Surrendering his freedom and giving up on his dream. It's a loss he was struggling to come to g

en it became clear they had exhausted all points of discu

eel, racing for the best team in the world. It was something he'd pursued relentlessly over the years, despite his father opposing him at every turn. It was a long hard road,

you think I wanted to? Trust me, I wanted nothing more than to live out my happy days with your Mom and you kids, but there wer

afternoon meeting that should have been a quick amicable twenty-min

iam reached for the whisky on the mant

fe of debauchery; he was continually disappointed w

and earn yourself a cover of Busi

ust had my seventh tournament win. I was on the cov

it's time he gave up his 'hobby' an

ll kill me! I'm

He would die, maybe not physically, but it would break his

xhilarating feeling he got when he pushed his Porsche 911 GT to its limit and still come out of it in one piece. Not even sex, not the tons of money in

has paid for your elite education! It

ng to be backed into somethin

reason for his sudden retirement,

y he'd neglected for over twenty years, and

only wished it wasn't at

ed. Your first appointment is at 6:00 AM. Mrs Gibson will call you with the

his car keys and wallet on the co

He vowed over his shoulder as he ra

mped in his car and sped to the race circuit south of Rock Union's business district where

when all the anger had eased from his body, and he was r