Chapter 44

"What? What did you say?"

Simon groaned in pain. All part of his body felt like it was on fire. He couldn't bloody die like this. There should be a way out.

"I could… speak to Tanner Wesley for you." Bloody hell, he couldn't believe that faint voice was his. He groaned again. His rib. The pain was more severe in that area. Had the bloody ribs broken?

"What is my business with Tanner Wesley?"

Simon attempted to clear his throat, but instead, blood splashed out of his mouth, some of it stained the already stained white shirt Ryan was wearing.

"He is our boss," Simon said in a faint voice. At this moment, his life mattered. He could sort things out with Tan when all these are over.

'He is our boss'... The words echoed in Ryan's head until he could no longer think. The butler? Could it be possible that the butler had sent people to kill him? Or… he fell on his butt as a realization dawned on him. The B