"Ms. Morgan I am glad that you decide to come today," Gabriel Jefferson said taking a seat beside Lisa. Every time he sees Lisa he remembers her father and or of his old friend. She's as strong and as stubborn as her father is. "Did I tell how much you look like Lewis?"
Lisa's father Lewis Morgan was a great man and a great friend. Gabriel and many of his businessmen friends were not born rich, in fact, it was the opposite. They were born poor and had more chance of being criminals than being what they are now. They grow up together. It was such a weird coincidence that his grandson would end up with Lisa from all the people. Or rather fate as his friend used to call it.
"You knew my father?" Lisa was surprised and sad at the same time. Her father died early for her to know his friends.