ALEXANDER'S POV
Kevin! It made sense now; the bastard had been dating her secretly, which explains the reason he sent her the photo of me and Rubby kissing that day.
I bit my teeth and turned to Trisha.
"You are fired, go to the company and return every company's property in your possession."
"No sir, please, I....., doo... not...I'm sorry sir," Trisha’s stammering voice faded behind me as I stormed out of the hospital, my fists clenched so tightly that my nails dug into my palm.
I didn’t stop, not even for a second, I had no time for her pathetic excuses and pleas.
The truth was unfolding faster than I could process, and I needed answers.
I swung open my car door, slid in, and hit the gas. My driver had called me twice, and I wasn't ready to return it, at least not yet.
My mind
