Money

MAX’ POV

The next day, I went to see the executive in the hospital. I had been unable to see him the previous evening because he was sleeping, and I didn't want to interrupt his sleep.

He was sitting up, watching the news when I came in.

“Alpha Max…” He said, trying to get to his feet, but I stopped him.

“How are you feeling?” I asked, and placed the fruits I got for him on the little table over his legs.

“I’m sorry. I…”

“You're sorry? That was none of your fault.”

“A reporter came by and saw me injured.”

“Oh yeah, that reporter? He came to threaten me.” I said, with a laugh.

“What? How dare he?”

“Let him be. Just focus on your health.”

“I'm healing already. It was a deep gash, but I'm already healing. Even if he speaks to the public, I'm going to tell them I had no injury, and came here for something entirely different.”

“You don't have to do that…” I began, but he shook his head.

“A few of my colleagues came and told me the whole story. Alex was such a sweet boy, and in exchange,