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.

a year older than Kage. For years, they competited and hated each other. Lancelot was the most heartbroken when he learnt his grandfather had willed half of the company

Don't like

glanced down at his hand

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

lacked humour. He was already upset and it stemmed form the fact that he knew how crazy Kage could

He stood up.

tho?" He remained standing. "I heard you two got divorced already. That's quite sad, you know? Your wife and

eyes, although he wouldn't deny feeling a little curious. What unfinished business

to resolve an issue, not create

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

ton us.

You can't walk out

the door. "But just bear it in mind that whoever it is, if anything goes wrong with our forthcoming projects, I'll haunt you

room. Turning around, he walked

headed to the office. He put a call through to his secretary, the phone being on speaker and resting on the space beside him, while he operated his laptop on his thighs "What do I have

his appointments for the day, one of them being the contract signing

cleared her

enough

it out Joyce, or get off my

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

had stopped beating, and time seemed to pass by in

full minute, he was still,

did you say it was?" He struggled to speak pass the lump in his

be possible to feel that

sir. Sylvie Hawkins. Sorry, Price. Sylvie

again. But his shock started shifting

Where had she been the whole time?

stuck in his head, driving him

"When is the meeting?"

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