Chapter 51

• Nicholas
• I bit down a wave of boiling fury the moment I spotted Gavin seated on a lounge chair, tapping his foot on the floor. Beside him sat the man I hated with everything in me, Mr. Hugh, his damned father, holding a glass of what seemed like scorch. His presence was a clue that what Gavin was looking for was something that could impact their company greatly.
• "I can't wait to see you wiping the smirk off Gavin's stupid face," Allan spat beside me, adjusting the collar of his button-up shirt. He had set up the meeting three days after the fucker pulled that stupid stunt on my girlfriend.