Laird’s POV
I now understand how Alan arranges everything to go according to his wishes. He may have arranged three to five steps ahead so that Fenella, who is naive, agrees with him. I, who would not leave Fenella, finally had to be dragged along. But, of course, I also have my own way of fighting this man.
"Sure." I nodded quietly with a thin smile at my girl.
"Yeah! This should be celebrated!" Alan exclaimed cheerfully.
"I think the celebration is enough. You should rest, Alan. You too, Fenella. Let's go home." I crushed their hope for celebration.
"Oh, come on, Laird! You are really the party pooper!" Alan protested at me as I got up from my seat.
"Didn't you expect me to finalize all the contracts between Gene and all your talents? Not to mention the DUI case."
"How can I handl
