Jethro's POV
I needed to go home. It has been over a week already, and I have had enough of Yoka and those damn bitches. My credit card limit for the month was almost exhausted already, and I knew father wasn't going to renew it yet.
The thought of what awaits me at home thrills and chills me. I shouldn't be afraid, should I? I have the upper hand after all. I was certain Jarvis didn't have the balls to get me arrested. After all, the world knew nothing of my existence in the first place.
Parading me as a criminal wasn't going to be favorable to Davidson’s integrity, would it?
I sat up on my back, shifting away the chubby girl’s lap from mine, the ringing in my head intensified. I had too much drink last night. I looked over at my friend Yoka at the other end of the room. He was snori
