Jasper’s POV.
I woke up feeling very light, a privilege I’d not enjoyed in a very long time. My peace was however short-lived once I thought about the impending issue I was faced with, all thanks to Mart. I let out an exasperated sign and rang Clinton up. He knocked on the door only moments after.
“Good morning, boss,” he greeted as he let himself into the room.
“Morning. What’s the update on my brother?”
He hesitated a bit, straightening out the lapel of his suit jacket before speaking. “Well, umm.. he had a little change of plans last night..”
“And you didn’t think it fit to let me know earlier?” I asked coldly.
“I’m sorry, boss. But I didn't want o ruin what you had going..,” his voice trailed off.
“I’ll pretend I didn’t hear that, Clinton. Get the chair. I have a long day to pr
