Chase’s POV
Fuck me.
These days it was hard to get reliable help. One of the key reasons why I hired spies in my grandfather’s mansion was to watch Alan closely without getting caught. Emphasis on the “not getting caught” part.
“I think that the fact that I almost got killed by you a few years ago is very much business, don’t you agree?”
The smirk on the bastard’s face, if anything, became more pronounced. He wasn't even trying to deny him being the reason for my accident.
“Just how long did it take for you to figure that out? Given the fact that you weren't man enough to speak about it until recently, I’d say that you only just found out recently,” he said before picking up one of my pens and playing with it.
There was something about Alan that made my blood boil and made me want to
