Chapter 224: Feverish
The skin under Matteo’s eye twitched.
Jealousy was an ugly green monster, and the words that just left Aiden’s lips were quick to cause it to rear its ugly head within him.
"Believe it or not, sweet brother, I did not and do not want X’el," Aiden continued before flopping down on the couch. "So that means I know jack shit about your precious company. If you want something you can return to in the future, I’ll need Amelia to make sure I don’t fuck things up in your presence."
"Have you ever heard not to bring work home?" Matteo countered.
"Rich, coming from you," Aiden replied with a snort. "Besides, Amelia has been on medical leave for the last few days. She hasn’t been at the office. One more day and you can kiss X’el’s stocks goodbye! You’re still a shareholder, last I checked, and that shouldn’t be all too favorable for you."
"Medical leave?" Matteo asked, looking at Amelia. She had been sick. But had it persisted for so long that she hadn’t been back at the office since he was replaced by Aiden?
"A stomach bug, she claims," Aiden said, peeping at Amelia from the corner of his eyes.
When Amelia frowned, Aiden shook his head and jumped back up to his feet. He made his way over to Matteo and tried to sling an arm over his shoulder, only for the latter to shrug his touch away.
"Is there anything you’re here for? Missed Amelia too much? Here to escape from Emmeline?" Then, Aiden’s eyes widened as he dramatically gasped. "Speaking of which, how’s your dinner with her? Was she as pleasant as you thought she’d be?"