Chapter 11

They had started the meeting without him because they didn't think he'd make it. Aside Kage, he was the most arrogant member of the family.

He stood at the door, a wide smile on his face as he regarded the scene.

"Oooh. A mini-fight taking place. Hope I haven't missed the fun part?" He chuckled as he made his way in.

"Lancelot. You're late. Mr. Sam said.

"Yeah. I know, uncle. I know how to read a clock."

Walking past them, he went over to the wine counter where he poured himself some wine. He drank from his glass as he joined them.

"So, what did I miss?" He plonked into one of the chairs, next to a female cousin.

"We were just discussing a spy in the company. We don't know who it is yet." Kage answered, his cold eyes on him.

His gaze shifting to Kage, he smiled like he was just noticing him for the first time.

"Goodness" My dear dear Kage!" He stood up, heading over to Kage's seat.

There was an empty spot next to him, which he happily took

"Bro. Ive missed you! It's been what, four years?"

Lancelot had been out of the country for years and only returned a week ago.

He put a hand on the armrest, above Kage's shoulders.

"Don't tell me you didn't miss me, bro. I'm gonna be so hurt."

A low chuckle rumbled from Kage's heart. "The only thing I missed is your funeral.

"Ouch. Lancelot put a hand to his chest, feigning being hurt.

competited and hated each other. Lancelot was the most heartbroken when he learnt his grandfather had willed half of the company to Kage. The sick old man - he had thought. "Get off my spot, Lan. I don't

Don't like to

glanced down at his hand

said, "believe me, you wouldn't want me to ask

already upset and it stemmed form the fact that he knew how

He stood up.

standing. "I heard you two got divorced already. That's quite sad, you know?

blurred in Kage's eyes, although he wouldn't deny feeling a little curious. What unfinished

came here to resolve an issue, not create one," one of the men

returned to his previous

Kage's turn to

doubt, that I'm not the spy. And we also know whoever the spy is will never reveal his or herself in this meeting. So, I'd rather spend my time doing something more important." He started for

ton us.

can't walk out

with our forthcoming projects, I'll haunt

room. Turning around, he walked

he sat in the backseat of the moving car, headed to the office. He put a call through to his secretary, the phone being on speaker and resting on

appointments for the day, one of them being the contract signing by Mr. Ambrose. Only Mr. Ambrose was sending a representative the

her throat.

curious enough to stop working on

get off

"It's... It's your ex-wife."

had stopped beating, and time

minute, he was still, words unable

did you say it was?" He

be possible to feel that

Hawkins. Sorry, Price.

again. But

she

million questions were stuck in his head,

"When is the meeting?"

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