Chapter 132

Howard tapped the empty stool beside him, where a bottle of wine waited. Evan sat down, and Howard poured him a drink. They skipped the couches and leaned into the shadowed rail of the private bar. "What happened?" Evan asked after a sip. "I heard your grandpa called you and Megan back to Lunar Estate tonight." "Yeah," Howard replied. He swirled the ice in his glass and watched the crowd moving to the beat below. "So, your mood has everything to do with that?" Evan prodded. Howard didn't answer right away. His thoughts were tangled. Megan's rejection and Alyssa's needling words gnawed at his mind. Suddenly, he asked, "How are things with your ex-girlfriend?" Evan's swagger faltered. "Man, you're rubbing salt in the wound, huh?" Howard hadn't meant anything by it. He was just making conversation. Seeing Howard remain silent, Evan let it go and took another sip. "Same as before. She won't even give me the time of day. I'm not you—the CEO of Larson Group—but I'm still heir