Chapter 3. A Deal With A Monster
A frown remained on Kingsley's face as his fingers typed on his phone's screen as he dialed a number. He placed his phone close to his ears and waited for a little while.
"Hello, Mr Elm.." His assistant's voice rushed out from the other side.
"Raymond, Get me all the necessary information about Jasmine Trevor and get that done in the next thirty minutes and send it to my email directly." He immediately said the moment the call connected.
"I will do just that sir, What about Your grandfather?" Raymond, his assistant, asked only to earn a cold reply from Kingsley.
"Channel all your energy into doing what I asked and don't ask me questions." Kingsley growled at him before he ended the call and dropped the phone on the seat.
He was annoyed. He just wanted to get to his grandfather's house as soon as possible.
It was because of the emergency, his driver crashed into Miss Trevor's car earlier. All because of that old man.
His phone started to vibrate and he let out a grunt when he saw that it was his grandfather's butler that was calling for the umpteenth time that morning.
He connected the call and stretched out his words, "I'm on my way." He said coldly and the butler stuttered a little.
"Your old man has been grumbling nonstop..." he tried to explain but then another voice joined.
Kingsley massaged his forehead when his grandfather snatched the phone and started to complain "Kingsley, I mean what I said. I'm almost dressed up. I'm coming to your company! I would climb to the rooftop and jump off the building to make sure it closes down!" He ranted, making Kingsley tap on the driver's seat, signifying him to drive faster.