Chapter 15

Mason stood at a distance and watched Williams grace the floor towards the exit.

It was quite obvious that Williams wasn't interested in Samantha, he was interested in him.

A smirk crawled up Mason's lips, he couldn't wait to mislead Williams Carter.

He had figured the culprit already, Drake should expect an August visit.

Meanwhile back at Uncle Markus' household, an agitated Drake paced. He would every now and then look at his wrist to see the time.

He was getting more and more anxious as the minutes went by.

He dug his phone out from his back pocket and dialed the recent contact but this time it went straight to voicemail.

Drake ruffled his hair in anger and frustration.

"Boss," a man dressed in black suit and neatly trimmed black hair approached Drake, but with caution.

Drake was still drenched in sweat and anger when he heard the voice echo. He turned in fury, terror visible in his eyes.

"What?!" He roared without taking note of the second figure in the room.

Drake's gazed swift