Chapter 88

When Ashton rushed over to Matthias and Nancy's place, they were still in the middle of a heated argument. Matthias had one foot on the couch, eyes narrowed with that typical defiant look, clearly trying to out-intimidate Nancy. Nancy, though, was curled up on the other side with her arms crossed. Even though she was lower down physically, the calm sharpness in her gaze didn’t give an inch. Matthias shouted, “I planned a hangout tonight with my friends and wanted you there! Is it that hard to respect me?” “And what does it have to do with me if she keeps provoking you? Go deal with her yourself!” Nancy barely lifted her eyelids. “I don’t do catfights with mistresses. I deal with the man himself.” Then squinting slightly, she added, “Bring me my whip.” The servant nearby winced and glanced at Ashton nervously before whispering, “Luna, we… we don’t have one.” “No?” Nancy said, stomping her boot lightly. “Then go buy one. Now.” Matthias exploded, “Nancy! I’m the alpha here!” With that, he