Chapter 100 One Hundred

• ALEXANDER POV
• I spread the papers across my desk, staring at them. It’s been five fucking days, yet I couldn’t shake off the disappointment and anger that my father felt towards me. How could he think that low of me? Oh, I know. The years and years of Lucas manipulating situations and putting the blame on me did just that. It was sad that my own father did not trust me, but how could he? Lucas literally said shit about me every chance he got and I took it in like a fool. And like the rest of them, I’ll let this one go too.
• “What are you doing here?” Madison barked from the front door. “He’s not around. Get out.”