Chapter 142: An unusual janitress
Athan sighed as he swirled the swivel chair in his office. He faced the city’s dazzling lights outside the glass panes, yet his eyes weren’t focused on them. His amber eyes, which he inherited from his mother, glowed vibrantly from those lights, unbothered by the glares.
He was lost in deep thought.
Looking back at his desk, he realized how long he’d been neglecting his work from the stack of documents organized above. He was swamped, yet he couldn’t stop himself from digging Chairman Del Valle’s dirt.
’If only there’s someone who could point me at where to start, or where to look at all, this whole ordeal wouldn’t be so difficult,’ he thought as he swept his hair back and looked at the ceiling instead.
He wasted time looking at the wrong places. Whenever he would find someone, he thought was involved with that devious old man, they’d vanish like bubbles popping into thin air or they would suddenly admit they were just mistaken and were aiming for the reward.
It was frustrating to gather evidence enough to drag down that old man in the mud. Another thing that kept bugging his mind...was the fact that Shawn seemed to be avoiding him.
’Why?’ Athan pondered. He sent him with Knox to have a vacation, after all the stress he accumulated from taking care of his sick father, then the kidnapping and the hacking case after that. ’He hasn’t been answering my phone lately. I’ve been calling him every night, but his phone was always busy...’
Doubt crept into his mind when an image of a specific individual flashed in his memory. A bitter taste settled in his mouth as his mind wandered on Shawn and Kayden. He never felt anything before, but now he could feel his chest tightening just thinking of the two of them calling each other every night.
He closed his eyes and sighed, erasing those illusions in his head. It didn’t help that his mother chose to stay in the mansion, trying to convince him and his father to choose a better option to marry.
Maybe back then, he would have considered it, but now, ’I don’t know. I...might have come to like Shawn more than I should...’
He stayed in that position, staring at the ceiling blankly until he dozed off from fatigue.