Chapter One hundred-thirteen

"Alistair," she replied, gazing at him. "You don't have to speak about your mum in such a way."

"Really? I shouldn't have said it. Then what was I supposed to say? Why are you also pretending that you don't have an idea about how she treats me?" She asked as she got on her feet.

"Come on guys, why do we have to always quarrel over things? Let's just call this a quit, please," Nathan, who has been quiet, finally spoke up.

They both turned towards him, they were about to speak. But Reagan was fast enough, "That's the truth boss, if I remember perfectly before we came down from the car. You mentioned when you get out of the car, you are heading straight to your bed.

I am shocked you are still here, aren't you planning on sleeping anymore?"

Alistair tilted his head towards Reagan, "Are you serious?"

"Oops, I was just saying," he replied, and walked away.

"You know maybe that's the right thing you need to do. You need to get some rest after having an exhausting day. Freshen up, and rest,"