Even under the dim light, the way Damien grabbed Aveline's arm was enough to tell he was displeased.
Alaric took a step without thinking. But someone grabbed his hand. He shot a glare at the owner of the hand.
Leo Silvers stepped back, lifting his hand in surrender. "Ric, hold your horses. Don't involve his wife in the mess," he warned Alaric as if he were a man of morals.
Whereas, he was the same one who had given the idea of stealing Alaric's software and knew that Alaric didn't start the attack on Ashford Holdings.
Julien Fox and Kian Vale looked at each other. Kian spoke, "What mess are you talking about?" His voice was low.
Leo didn't hide it from them. "They're attacking each other. Business level."
Kian hid his smirk behind his glass. Wasn't he behaving mighty when they were bitching about Alaric?
Why was he targeting Alaric's startup?
Whereas Julien remarked, "Fuck! No wonder Alaric was suddenly being a gentleman to Damien's wife," he said sarcastically.
