If he could sing for him again, shit, he should stop thinking about him, he isn't worth it.
He cupped his hands with water and splashed it on his face, dipped his face in the pool for a couple of seconds and took it out.
Chevy smirked. "Don't I have the right to see my brother?"
"Don't tell me, you just came here to see how I am, because that sure is unlike you, Chevy.'
"No! I didn't just come all the way here to see how you are." He said and walked closer to the swimming pool. "Dad beat up Chevy to a pulp today with mom standing in front of him to defend him, if not for him and the strength he had used in beating up Chevy, Dad would have beaten her up as well,'' he began laughing. "It was kind of hilarious watching Carmine confess to the public about his sexuality and his love."
Clyde wasn't in the mood to be thinking about his sibling's issues when he's got his to think about.
"So, you wrecked my fun and came here to gossip to me about something so stupid." He sarcastically uttered.
"It's not something stupid but it's quite a tale and epic." He grinned.
"That's not my damn business,'' he said and swam towards the little staircase, climbing it and walking out of the water, putting on his white robe, taking a small white towel, draping over his head, drying, and ruffling his white hair.
"Dad summoned all of us to be at the Empire tonight immediately, before going to the company,'' he stepped closer to him. 'The director he assigned in his other firm wants Dad to bring that little Omega to the company.'
"What Omega are you talking about?' He unconsciously blurted it out.
"Huh, don't tell me you forgot about that Omega so soon.'
Clyde sighed in a bored tone.
Chevy rolled his eyes and answered. "The singer, the one we saw that night."
"Oh! Why send me, when he could find someone else.' He asked.
"Because you are the right person for it and the production company he's currently in doesn't give away their artist so easily to just anyone but from a person like you is a 100% guarantee that we will get him, you know we don't like to lose what we want to get.'
The Wang's family are indeed known for being invariably straightforward in getting whatever they want.
He continued. "And mind you, Clyde, you better be careful with the boys you sleep with, every day in secret, especially, at the mansion here. Unless you want to get caught by dad, which will be doomed to failure,' he rolled his eyes. "If you want to have sex, you can't control your hormones that much, you should go to some gay bar to do that and stop banging your worker's butt. That's why I try to hire girls around you and not guys. Jeez, keep it in control man." He said.
"It is my manhood and not yours, I do whatever the fuck I want with it." He said reluctantly and snarled.
"Yeah, I suspect you are gonna say that but still, keep it in control." He said.
Clyde was done drying his body, he yanked the robe off him and began putting on his clothes and wore some thick fluffy black palm slippers. With his hand in his pocket, his white hair almost covering the whole of his face and his other hand taking his iPhone, he swiped and unlocked it with his password and began typing some texts without even taking a glance at Chevy he just didn't have the time, some quiet would have been better if he wasn't here.
"I know you want to ignore me. I get it, but just be careful with who you sleep it with unless you don't want anyone using your sex toys to threaten you, nigga.' he said.
No response.
Even if they were to use them to threaten him, it's not like they were of any significance to him.
"Yeah, keep ignoring me. Just make sure, you are at the office in an hour. Everyone is going to be there, the Alpha celebrities, tycoons from different cities and don't forget to put on your best and…"
The door burst open again, a man almost in his late twenties walked in a white suit and smiled sheepishly at the both of them. "What have you guys been up to,'' he said.
"Does it matter to you,' Chevy furrowed his brow. "Don't you know how to…"
"Walk in through the door without interrupting." He finished. "You always say that,' he winked and turned towards Clyde, as Chevy rolled his eyes, it was definitely an habit of him doing that most of the time.
"The company needs you at the table right now brother, they are already asking questions about the project…"
"Have they provided their answers yet," he questioned.
"No, they haven't but they want you at your seat to help them decide on what you need them to do and the Omega is needed as well. Try to be there all the time, I don't like being your messenger," Carter explained as he nodded.
"I never hired you to be a messenger, you reduced your worth to that level." He sharply let out.
"You what,' he said and Chevy just laughed.
"Truth hurts, man, but he is right." Chevy agreed.
"I'm trying to help your butt and this is what I get huh." He spoke casually to his brother, Clyde who just shrugged his shoulders at him. "The last time I checked, I never asked for your help."
"I'm in love with him." They all turned shockingly to Carmine behind them with a bandaged face, strolling towards them. "Is it wrong to be in love with someone who makes you happy?'
Silence!!
"I did the right thing, didn't I, brothers?' He sadly forced out a smile and shattered heart couldn't stop aching.