Chapter 80

• “Christian, you’re here.” I tried to play it off with a nervous smile on my face and hugged him. He really wasn’t kidding when he said he was on his way.
• “Well, you called me—so.” He spoke and looked around the house. “So how was your day, what did you do?” I tried to start a casual conversation. One he clearly did not want.
• “Nothing much, just some stuff which shouldn’t concern you—and my dad has this personal assistant for me, long story I do not want to get into it.” He spoke as made his way upstairs.