Chapter 83 Eighty Three

• LUCAS POV
• Whatever Alex told me stuck in my head for hours and hours. He was a fucking bastard, that’s what he was. I spent the night going through every transaction I’d ever made and it embarrassed me, to say the least. I thought I had been extra careful. I had to be, for no one to have noticed it until now. Was it greed? Should I not have moved too hard? In my defense, it wasn’t like anyone would notice. The old man had everything he ever wanted; so what happens if a few millions go missing? Well yes, it might be more than a few and it was very likely to ruin the company, but so what? He would just invest more and call it a bad business day. Why did Alex have to go snooping where it did not concern him?
• “Fucking bastard,” I murmured, my eyes traveling to the document that Isabella had dropped off two days ago.