Chapter 142

Sebastian took one glance at his phone when it rang and decided he didn't want to do shit that day.

Natasha.

As if the turmoil he faced with Ava wasn't enough, his ex girlfriend seemed to think adding salt to injury was fucking wonderful. He wondered what she wanted to shrug. Whatever she wanted, had nothing to do with him. Natasha, Ava heck all women were crazy and he wanted peace of mind. As much as he could get.

But you miss her. You know you do. His mind taunted and as if trying to distract himself from the obvious fact that he did, he stared hard at the document before him. Who cared if he missed Ava, there was serious shit to worry about.

Like how much his parents were spending per year. Fuck it was a huge ass amount of money. He stared at the balance sheet in shock, wondering what exactly they were doing to spend that much. Ordering pizza every ten minutes? Buying a Ferrari? Buying a whole ass island? What on earth did they need a whole.island for?

And the worst part of it