Luke's POV
I stood in the living room wondering how everything went to s**t. Mira had stomped her way upstairs, rightfully angry after being interrogated for hours. I didn't think the meeting would take that long and everything just went haywire.
My phone rang and I grudgingly picked up after seeking that it was my mum. I knew what exactly she was calling about but I couldn't ignore her, lest she decided to come over.
“So have you locked that wench up in prison? Don't let her go until she coughs up proof on how she leaked the formula.”
I rubbed my brows as my head ached, the shouts alone could have given me a migraine if I didn't already have one.
“She's at home and resting, thank you for asking mother.” I replied, placing the phone away from my ear to avoid the incoming curses.
Aft
