CHAPTER 54
ANDREW’S POV
“Will you stop pacing Andrew? You are making me nervous,” Vincent complained for the first time since I came barging into his mansion.
“I can’t help it,” I admitted still pacing back and forth in the spacious theater room. Well, those were the perks of having filthy rich parents.
“Then why don’t you sit down and tell me what is wrong? Pacing is not going to help,”
“I hate it every time you are right,” I sighed joining him on the cushy couch.
“So what is bothering the I-got-it-all-covered genius?”
“Don’t you think that genius is you?” I attempted
“Well, whatever. So what is bothering you Andrew?”
“Remember the girl I met at my brother’s party?”
“You mean Lana?” the right side of his lips quirked up into a small leer.
“What! How-“how the hell did he know t
