CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
GEORGE’S POV
I’ve sat through dinners, luncheons and breakfast more awkward than this and I mean it. Tyrese was the only one who seemed to be enjoying this breakfast, very oblivious the tension surrounding table. He took a selfie savoring his breakfast and then took another with whole table. Caleb was tensed because well, it was first time he was having breakfast with boss and anyway, so were all of us. Ares had a cold, unreadable expression on his face as he pretended to be fully focused on his breakfast but I could tell he was trying too hard. All this show about breakfast and suddenly being nice didn’t sell to me. Sebastian was sitting right next to me.
“If lets say, I kill him right now. How many years do you think I’m going to be in prison?” Sebastian whispered
