Freya POV
For the next two hours, they play their matches. In the last thirty minutes or so, I get chewed out by Jerrod. I have been pacing in Liam’s office while Jerrod is still on the phone with me. This would have never happened if I wasn’t stupid enough to let my phone die in the middle of the night. If it didn’t die, I would never have had to go in person at the bar to see Jerrod and Phillipe, who is also pretty pissed about the whole ordeal.
“Freya, that guy is bad news. You and Theo need to stay away from him!” He lectures me.
“Jerrod, Liam is Theo’s father. There’s not really much I can do about it.” I explain to him as my fingers rub against my temple.
“So what?! That doesn’t give him the right to come back to Theo’s life.”
“Jerrod, is this about Liam and Theo or is this
