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"Why would you come back to work? You are sick" Xavier said. "And you are eyeing my position because I am doing very well now," Dawson said. Xavier was not angry at his grandfather's statement. It was just that he had to leave work because of his health and now he was saying he would resume back. "Papa I would never eye your position," Xavier said. "But how do you expect me to allow you to get back to work when you can barely walk around on your own" "I don't need to work to get the work done," Dawson said countering his standpoint. "Gilbert, book a flight to Aurora Haven," Dawson said addressing the man pushing him. "Mr. Gilbert did not take a step from that spot," Xavier said his voice firm. "Gilbert you work for me and not for Xavier here," Dawson told him. "Hurry along"