Gregory's POV
"Kim, brew some coffee for me." I alerted my assistant, Kim, from the landline phone. "In few minutes, Mr Greg." Kim responded before I hung up. I turned to meet Andrew's stern glare. "What? You're not just going to sit down and stare at me that way." I glared at him, pulling off my suit. My fingers laced into my hair as I trudged to the windows.
"You are totally going to ignore my questions, Greg?" Andrew retorted.
"I answered all your questions, Andrew. I don't know what the f**k is your problem!" I snapped at him, patience boiling out of me.
"You know I'm not going to help out in such a situation when secrets start to be revealed, Greg. It's better you tell me everything you know so that I'll know how to help you!" He snapped back.
I heaved a sigh, ruffling my hair fr
