Keaton of course wasn't mad, he wasn't even her actual son, weather by blood or world, he had no attachment to the woman, that is, he knew it will change as he bonds with her more.

He gets attached easily, like with Mark...

Wait who?

He felt confused, why would he be attached to Mark? The dragon prince? That was odd. He shook off the sore feeling in his chest and proceeded to think about going to the gym, a floor occupied it where workers would stay too long in their labs and were authorized by their managers to exercise so they won't get sick.

"Mr Paterson a woman is asking for you." Hiro said from the standing position by the kitchen, he had been quiet this entire time and now, even though Keaton doesn't get tired or anything because he's a robot, his soul was tired from going all over the place. He gave a heaved sigh as he stood back up for what felt like the billionth time and went down the elevator, Hiro in tow.

"Mr. Paterson how nice of you to show yourself!" A very annoying woman spoke up as she gave a pointed finger at the self aware robot.

"And who might you be ma'am?" Keaton asked as he rose an eyebrow at the devestatingly beautiful woman before her.

Her hair a golden bright color that shined against the sun and her body was perfectly hugged by a red dressed that stopped just above her knees. Her red lipstick wasn't smudged at all and her angered look made her seem like a harmless cute little hamster when it came to her beautiful red eyes.

"How dare you forget about me, I'm your future wife!" She declared, startling everyone within ear shot.

Of course Keaton remembers, before he had taken over this body a celebration occured for his twentieth birthday. During that time many important and wealthy families came and went, some even trying to sell off their daughter to the birthday boy but each and every one was shut down.

But one particular father had insisted, but like all others he knew his place and retreated, with all the father the daughters never once spoke out of place. Only this one daughter did, she deemed herself as superior than others because od her beauty and wealth and moderate intelligence. She placed a price on her own head without even intending. She claimed then and there that she is his future wife and if any other woman dare say otherwise they will disappear, a loud and clear threat to the other women.

Hearing this the original Keaton had smiled for the first time in that night, not one of acknowledgment or interest, but one of amusement at seeing a monkey trying to show its aggravation by throwing its faeces everywhere. Everyone took it as the first one and without even confirming it Keaton was labled off the table for the beautiful woman known as Jessica Silva, first and only daughter to the Silva family that were involved with the beat architecture firm in all the world. She was also the second female lead that wished to be with Keaton, bit seeing as Keaton held feelings for another she couldn't break through to him and died by the hands of a bot. She wasn't much of a second female lead but she held wanted to be with Keaton dearly. She may seem bold and uneducated when it comes to courting someone but she held true emotions towards someone she likes. Especially so when it came to the one she thought she would give her very body to. Her spit fire personallity was unique and to almost everyone they had wished she was the female lead.

"I do remember you, you're that show monkey from my birthday celebration, mis. Silva."

Jessica blushed in anger. "Sh-show monkey?!"

"Yes, you paraded around my home and declared dictator ship to every woman, or something along the lines of that." Keaton said, pretending to not know how exactly it went down.

"Mr Paterson, leader Heath has asked for a moment of your time." Hiro spoks from the back as he recieved the message from Keaton's phone.

"Go tell him I'll be there in a moment, I'll take take of this problem." Keaton waved Hiro away to do as he ordered.

"Yes sir." Hiro bowed as he left and entered the boss elevator.

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Exiting the elevator door Hiro accessed the lab room assigned to Oliver Heath. The door slid open to reveal the team stop working to look at the new face they'd never seen.

"Who are you." Oliver said as he took of his goggles, a suspicious look in his eyes when he saw this new commer.

"My name is Hiro, I am here to inform you that Mr Paterson is currently busy and won't be here to see your progress until later on." Hiro informed the man before him.

"Never knew we had a new model in progress." Oliver didn't hear Hiro at all as he walked around the bot with eyes of a scientist.

Hiro was tall ler than him by a couple of inches, short black hair and black eyes stared forward with an emotionless look, he was sure that if Hiro smiled he would send the company into a frenzy to create more like him within hours.

"Change settings." Oliver commanded as he was writing down something quickly on a notepad. "Facial expression enhance; express more."

When he looked back up to meet the eyes of Hiro he was surprised that he didn't change at all. In fact Hiro looked pissed and somehow hostile, he felt a cold chill run down his spine.

"Oi, I gave you an order, are you defective?" Oliver asked confused and trying to hide his fear.

"He's not defective, he just doesn't answer to you." A voice sounded from the door to see Keaton walked elegantly towards them, his voice soothing.

"Mr Paterson, I didn't know you created a new model, is it only personal or will you be introducing it to the people in the upcoming event?" Oliver asked curiously.

"He's not mine, Mr. Takeshiro had asked for me to look after him, he modeled him after his diseased son, also know to me as my childhood bestfriend, Hiro."

"I see, im sorry to touching a rough topic, I didn't mean any disrespect." Oliver apologized.

"I don't think you should be apologizing Mr Heath, you didn't know either way." Came the reply of a voice Keaton knew too well.

"Mis Kemp, how have you been coping in this new enviroment?" Keaton asked, ignoring the unintentional attack and side taking from the woman.

"Im doing fine Mr Paterson, these people are very nice, I made grest friends with them." She said with a polite smile.

"That's good to hear, anyways what did you need me for Mr Heath?" Keaton asked at stiff looking male lead.

Oliver is indeed the male lead, but even the male lead knows who had a higher standing when in a single room. And hearing Gracie talk like that to Keaton almost made him want to cut off her air supply to shut her up.

"I-we wanted to know of your opinion on the skin we've manufatured, it a small piece but it's something." Oliver began as he pushed everything to the back of his head and noted to speak with the female lead about not talking to her future boss that way.

After a good while of debating they finally recieved positive feed back from Keaton. Gracie was confused as to why they had to speak to him about such things, he was only an employee not a superior... Right?

He had soon left to go back to his training to become the CEO of this coporation.