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.

was 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 to Kage. The

like to

glanced down at his hand

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

was already upset and it stemmed form the fact that he

He stood up.

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

in Kage's eyes, although he wouldn't deny feeling a little curious. What unfinished business was the asshole

take a sit, Lancelot, please. We came here to resolve an issue, not create one," one of the men

to

was Kage's turn to

on without me. I'm sure we all know, without a 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

ton us.

You can't walk

with our forthcoming projects, I'll haunt you to the ends

chilling silence enveloped the room. Turning around, he

call through to his secretary, the phone being on speaker and resting on the

one of them being the contract signing by Mr. Ambrose. Only Mr. Ambrose was sending a representative the second

sir," the lady cleared her

enough to stop working

get off my

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

his heart had stopped beating, and time seemed to pass by

was still, words unable to form in his

was?" He struggled to speak pass the lump

it'd be possible to

Sylvie Hawkins. Sorry, Price. Sylvie

began beating again. But

was back? How? Where had she

questions were stuck in

"When is the meeting?"

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