Gregory's POV
"I'd be blamed? You're being hilarious right now." Roi laughed at my threat. I stood there, my fingers pinching the bridge of my nose. "You think it's an empty threat, uh? Pray she wakes up, or kiss your job a goodbye." I glared.
"My job? Take the goddamn job, and I don't care, Gregory. I wasn't interested anyway, and you know it." Roi bit out, gritting his teeth.
I cursed, running my fingers into my hair. I shouldn't have allowed this hang out in the first place. This was supposed to be hidden and now... It wouldn't take anything for Roi to fix the puzzle.
"If it wasn't for my Mum, I wouldn't..."
"Cut it out, and don't bring up such a discussion here."
"Why? Because you probably don't want to hear the truth? You don't want to talk about your ex-wife?" Dammit, that was
