Chapter 94

Larry tossed the newspaper on the table. He smoked a cigarette before speaking.

“Who did that?” he asked Oliver.

“My God. Boss. Probably the journalists.” Oliver answered philosophically.

Larry rolled his eyes. “The Bridgertons wouldn’t do that. They do not trust the public service.” Larry smoked a cigarette again. “There is someone behind that fucking news.”

“Whoever that someone is.” Oliver stood up because of the nervousness he was feeling. “We are wanted!” 

Oliver said shakily, biting his hand again as a sign of nervousness.

“We will not hide,” Larry said sparingly, surprising Oliver.

“What?”

“We will not fucking hide..because we will face them.”

“Are you fucking hearing yourself?”

Larry frowned. He pulled Oliver’s collar and brought his face closer. “You’re leading me now? Who is the leader in us, huh?!”

Oliver just shook his head and didn’t move.

“Pack up all the stuff! We’re going back to my vacation spot.