CHAPTER – 17

David pov

"Come here right now," Amelia shouts. Dad's voice cuts through, and Amelia sounds super annoyed, making me slam my head back against the chair. I can hear the shouting on the other end of the phone.

"What’s going on?" I ask, trying to keep my cool, but honestly, I’m fed up with Olivia’s drama, and I really don’t want to deal with anything new at the moment. It’s been two days since we went to the restaurant, and everything was going smoothly. She cooks, I eat, then we retreat to our separate rooms without a word because we both know our conversations are just sarcastic jabs at each other.

"The deal Dad’s been working on for ages just fell through," Amelia says, and I can feel my frustration building as I close my eyes. "So Mr. Larsen broke the deal?" I ask, only to get a noncommittal "hmm" in response.

I hang up, feeling more annoyed than ever. This is getting really hard to handle, and to top it off, Alex still can’t crack Andrew’s laptop. I jump up from my seat, grabbi