Thirty-Five

Lucas's POV.

"What do you mean by documents are not complete?" I demanded from Cheryl the minute I saw her the next day.

She wore a few dangerous smiles but I was less interested. We had a lot on our hands, so love and a certain level of familiarity weren't needed. "Babe, why are you acting like I'm a stranger? I told you that I would get them to you before the weekend. You've been acting weird lately, I hope there's no problem?"

I shook my head in resignation, she refused to understand the gravity of our current situation. "Listen to me babe, we need this piece of information before it is too late. My Uncle isn't going to take it lightly with either of us if he finds out. Investors are already on our next and we need to deliver. There is no excuse whatsoever... So we have to shelf whatever we have and focus on getting the right things so that we can be able to discuss like normal people. I so want to have rest even with them on the prowl." I reminded her.

"Okay, I understand this,