100.

Ivan’s POV

SEVEN YEARS LATER.

“Ansel please make sure you check everything with our clients if it's exactly the way they want it to be and since you’ll be the one traveling over there too.” I informed Ansel who nodded before having his seat in front of me.

I knew what he was going to say but I also knew that I’ve gotten tired of that kind of conversation and don’t want to hear anymore of it so I opted for standing up.

“You better sit your ass back down, Cassian!” Ansel yelled and I groaned, my body aches from how hard I’ve been working to make sure this big reveal goes according to the way I plan it.

“What the hell is it?” I spat, not minding him as I walked to the mini fridge to pour myself a glass of water.

“You know damn well what it is, you know what I want to say and Cassian, you’re not getting any younger,” Ansel pointed out to me as he paused for a while.

“Hell, Octavia will be five years old in a few months and you’re still here, it’s been years, Cassian.” Ansel explained and