This story is loosely based on the Korean Drama, 1% of Anything.

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Edward's POV

"Grandpa wouldn't just give his grandson to a stranger. That's impossible." I shouted at her.

"Man, let it go. Maybe she just doesn't remember their encounter. Maybe she thought your grandpa is –" Jasper began.

"What the fuck, Whitlock? You're siding with her? Defending that bitch? I don't know what she did to you, but I'm sure as hell you're fucked up by her." I groaned, standing up. "Ugh! My grandpa is senile! And so are you!"

"Oh, I almost forgot, I believe your grandpa is pretty much alert of what he's doing." Isabella sneered, walking in.

I looked at her, completely confused.

"That's why he didn't leave the inheritance to you." She smiled.

I opened my mouth to retort but she interrupted me. "Oh, and Jasper, I'm really glad that the President is still alive and well, it means that the will would not be executed yet."

The bell rings. "Excuse me, but I need to go to class. Nice meeting you, Jasper." She winked.

"What a bitch!" I shouted.

"I think she really don't know anything. I mean, look at her doe-like eyes, she's saying the truth." Jasper said.

"Really? That's bullshit. That's really what liars are. They make you think they're innocent."

"I don't know about that Edward. But from my experience, I bet she doesn't really know anything." He sighed, gathering his things.

"That's why you're still a lawyer, not a judge." I retorted, walking out of the room.

Bella's POV

I went to my class fuming. How dare he? Calling me a bitch?

I gave out test papers. Then I sat on my desk, watching the students intently.

30 minutes later, I saw one of my students sleeping.

I quietly walk to him, and gently tapped him on his shoulder. He pushed my hand away.

I was appalled. He's the smartest and politest student in the whole class. "Mr. Robin Sparks?"

He immediately stood up and apologized profusely.

"See me after school." I said sternly.

He nodded and apologized once more.

I sighed. Maybe he has a problem. I need to talk to him about this.

-After school-

I walked to the teacher's lounge with Robin following behind me.

I sat on my chair, motioning him to sit too.

"Let's get this over with. Do you have any family problems, Mr. Sparks?"

He looked away. Ah.

"Maybe I could help –" I continued.

"No." He interrupted.

I cocked my eyebrow.

"Uh. I'm sorry, Ms. Swan, but I don't need –"

"Oh, come on! Then explain to me why you're sleeping at my class, then!" I shouted, causing him and the other teachers to gaped at me.

I blushed. "Sorry, I really had a rough morning and patience is wearing off."

"I'm sorry Miss Swan. I promise it'll never happen again." He whispered.

I sighed, this is not going anywhere. "Ok. You can go home for now."

He scurried out of the room. I sighed again, gathering my things and leaving the room.

"Could it be true?" Vanessa, my 'sister', asked when I told her about what happened this morning.

"Even if it is true, I will never marry that douche." I exclaimed.

"Mhmm. I bet he's a con man! Then when he marries you, he'll kidnap you and ask us for ransom! Oh no! Don't go with that guy, Bells!" She shrieked.

I snorted. "You are such a paranoid, Doctor."

She slapped my arm but laughed.

"Well, it's the least bit of your problems now, huh. Maybe he'll never come back any sooner." She said, comforting me.

"But, hey, keep this from mom, okay? If she hears this, she'll force me to the marriage."

"Uhuh. But when she DOESN'T hear this, she'll force you through your blind dates."

I groaned. She smiled, trying to stifle a yawn.

"How about you? How's work?" I asked.

She grunted. "Our senior keeps fussing over me. "

I looked at her. She sighed. "I am the princess of the hospital, so he picks on me."

We laughed together, washing all the worries away.

Edward's POV

We drove to my grandpa's.

Jasper and I got out of the car. My little sister immediately ran to me, causing us to tumble backwards.

"Mom! Mom! Edward is here!" She yelled, hugging me.

I put her down. "You're still noisy."

She grinned at me.

Mom appeared through the door. "Son? What's the matter?"

"Yeah, why are you here? Is it because you missed me?" Alice shouted.

I cringed, I swear, my eardrums are never going home alive.

"Edward, its grandma's death anniversary the day after tomorrow." Mom reminded me.

"I know, but it's not for the sake of this matter. I am here to see grandpa. Is he inside?" I asked.

She nodded, leading the way.

Jasper knocked at his door. "It's open." Grandpa shouted. He's too strong for his age, ya know?

We came in. Grandpa is seating on his huge chair, his back on us.

"President, we're here." Jasper said.

When grandpa didn't answer, Jasper continued. "How are you, sir? You look better than the last time I saw you."

Still, he didn't answer. Jasper nudged me in the ribs.

"Ow!" I yelled. "It fucking hurts!" I elbowed him back.

He grunted but rolled his eyes. "Very mature, Eddie." He scolded. I glared at him.

Grandpa cleared his throat, turning around. I looked at him, with my "What?" expression.

He ignored me, still not looking up at his newspaper. "Yes, I slept well and felt better." He laughed.

Jasper laughed with him. What the fuck is so funny?

He nudged me for the umpteenth time. It's going to leave a bruise.

I flipped him off.

Grandpa looked up from his newspaper, looking expectant.

I looked at him. "What?" I asked.

He tsked in disapproval. "Aren't you going to send greetings to your grandpa? Did your mom and grandma bring you up that way? You should ask after the elderly when you came home or go out –"

I glared. This is one of the many reasons why I don't come here. Whenever I do, I get scolded. Sheesh.

"What's with the staring?" Grandpa asked. Jasper snickered.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "I'm here, but I don't feel well." I said.

Grandpa shook his head. "Kid, you are supposed to send greetings to me. I'm not asking after you."

I rolled my eyes at that. What-the-fuck-ever. "This is not the first time. No matter what, my position is still the same." I complained.

"Same here. But the terms are different this time." He said.

"Why don't you just ask me to return the company? That's where you're getting at, right? It's not like I'm getting back."

"That was the term last time. You didn't take it." He shrugged. "This time, I want you to come together with this girl. That is the term now." He stood up and takes one bottle. He walked to the sofas, opening it. Jasper immediately get the glasses and followed him.

"This is no fucking term. It's a fucking threat." I said.

"Watch your words. Is that the way you talk to your grandpa?" Grandpa scolded.

"You've been teaching me this since I was young. You told me not to use our relationship as means to enter the company. Then now, you're leaving all the company shares to that bitch?"

He glared at me, opening his mouth to scold but thought better with it. "Mhmm. You can think about it. But I'm sure the Blacks are more than willing to –"

I hastily grabbed the bottle and threw it on the other side of the room.

He just shook his head. "Isabella is a very polite woman, while you have no manners. It'll reflect badly on me."

"Since you like her so much, why don't you marry her?"

He stood up. "How could you say this in front of your grandmother." He looked at the end table beside him, at the picture of my late grandmother.

I sighed, even though I'm a sick motherfucker, I still have respects on my caring grandma. So I turned the picture so its back is facing us.

"It's okay now. She's not looking at us. You may know my weakness, but I'm not the type you can lead by the nose. Let's negotiate." I sighed.

"I'm not talking business with you."

"From what I see, you handle most things the same way you do business." I said, sitting down.

"Why do you like her so much?" I asked.

"She is very special. Isabella has something that you and I don't." Grandpa started.

Jasper fucking nodded.

"Including her, you've checked everyone around her, her family and relatives. They have a small farm land but that's not enough to build a house on and it's on a suburban area. Although there's an uncle who works for the investigation department, they have no relations to the politics. They have nothing similar to us and our family. You must have made a wrong decision this time, grandpa." I sneered.

"Wrong choice? I'm not careless. Are you making fun of me?"

"You're making fun of me too!"

"Your tone is really -. Is this the way you talk to me?" He yelled.

"Please don't be upset, President." Jasper butted. "Be careful to what you say!" He whisper-yelled at me.

I glared at him.

"Does it have to be Edward?" Jasper asked.

"Well, Jacob is fine too." Grandpa said. I forced the bile down. His name makes me sick.

"But I thought he-" Grandpa pointed me. "has the brains for the business. That's why I made him my first choice. But he's not even the least bit of grateful…."

"Thank you very much." I said, sarcastically. "But, putting me on the same fucking league shit as Black, I'm not fucking glad on that."

"Can you calm down?" Jasper scolded. I just glared at him.

"President, if Jacob agrees to this does that mean the inheritance will go to him?" Jasper asked.

Grandpa put his glasses halfway down his nose and looked up at Jasper from the rims. "You are a lawyer and you're asking me that? That goes without saying." He shrugged. "If you-" He looked at me. "doesn't want it. Looks like Jacob will inherit everything. Not just your shares, but your father's share as well."

"You can't do that!" I shouted.

He rolled his eyes. "Then make up your mind soon. I would prefer if you inherit everything."

"Why?"

"You should know why!"

"So you haven't forgotten what happened last year."

"I don't know if you still remember. I won't forget the humiliation from the last round." He snickered.

I sighed. "Alright, you win this time. I'm giving in this time."

Grandpa smiled, nodding his head.

"But as for the marriage, I want that on hold. Marriage is about fate. The bitch says she has no wish to see me again. What can I do?"

His fists clenched at the mention of bitch. "Put on hold? The transaction is not going too smooth." His face lit up again. "If I had insisted that you get married, you would not have been able to escape it last year."

"I don't give shit if it's last year or this year. But you can never force me into marriage. This is my fucking life! I'm not the obedient type of grandson. Furthermore, I never thought that I'll marry a bitch that I dislike so fucking much."

"If you continue to be like this, Isabella won't like you. That's why I thought of Jacob."

"Are you fucking comparing me to that douche?"

"If you aren't going to marry Isabella, then I have no choice but to choose my other grandson. If you are not agreeable to my terms, withdraw now."

I took a deep breath. For the fuck sake of the company and to bring down the asshole. "Ok. I'll ask her out. IF we get along, we'll get married. BUT if we can't, there's nothing I can do. I knew that you have no wish to see my girlfriend marry the asshole."

"You've thought through this, didn't you? Although if Isabella is agreeable, Jacob won't be a problem."

I gritted my teeth together. He is really pushing my fucking buttons.

Jasper sighed. Grandpa laughed. Looks like I'm gonna lose this one. I groaned

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RANDOM TRIVIA: I got the name, ROBIN SPARKS, from my strange dream .It's about Robin Hood's adventures but somehow, it has a touch of Nicholas Sparks. (Meaning, Robin had a loved one and they changed each other lives and either one of them died.) Weird, huh?