Chapter 47

Frederick paused for a moment before clicking his tongue. "Oh no. I'm shaking. What are you going to do?" He was always so nonchalant. I doubted there was much in this world that actually got to him. Jonathan snorted. "You can mess around all you want, but what about the old man at home? Do you think he is cool with that?" Hearing that, Frederick's face immediately hardened, his eyes flaring with anger. "This is between the two of us, Jonathan. Leave everyone else out of it." Jonathan fired back, "Really? Where was that energy when you pulled Alicia into this mess?" "How is that on me?" Frederick snapped. "She came at me first. All I did was not give in to her." Jonathan's expression was cold. "She's already hurt. It's too late for excuses. Since you really want to cross me, don't blame me for what happens next." … At the hospital, Alicia was getting patched up in the room. I was outside with nothing to do, wishing I could be anywhere else. I didn't know why Jonathan insisted