THE UPRISING OF THE TRILLIONAIRE'S HEIR

You Can't Buy My Trust

The atmosphere was calm, and the only thing being heard was the sound of the waving trees and the horns of different cars in their track lanes. Officer Ben took over the steering wheels of Andrew’s car.

He wasn’t feeling the sudden silence of what was thought in the car as he expected that Andrew would engage him in a solid conversation rather than sitting behind and making it look as if he was the reason why his son, Mason didn’t show up at the police station as expected.

He reached for the car speaker and turned up the volume to listen to any song that would pop out from the countless playlists which would change the tension of the room a little bit.

At the sound of the hip hop music blasting in the car Officer Ben couldn’t resist the sweet melodious sound floating out of the speaker as he swerved his head from one corner to another slowly singing out aloud with his full hands secured on the steering wheel.

“Can you turn off the song?” Andrew’s voice finally came to life as the bla