Chester
I let out a low chuckle, self amused by his obvious helplessness.
I watch him pull out his cheque book, clicking on his pen. "How much do you want? I'm not interested in wasting any more time. I have other mat..."
I cut him off with a wave of my hand, my gaze fixed firmly on Nova. "I don't need your bloody money, Rowan," my voice ringing out clear and steady in the silence of the room. "All I want are visiting rights to Nova in exchange for the slots."
Rowan's eyes told me he wasn’t surprised, and I can see the wheels turning in his head as he considers my proposal. He knows that he's backed into a corner, next thing? Boom! He flares like a wounded animal. I f*****g saw that coming!
"You little piece of s**t! What sort of f****d up request is that? How petty to f*****g imagine
