LOUIS' POV
"What the hell was that yesterday?" My father asked me. I sat across his desk in his office at the Carrington HQ.
He a grave expression on his face. After the trip to Redwood 3 days ago my father requested to see immediately. I had ignored his calls and texts on the way to Redwood and even lied about being sick. A sacrifice I was willing to make if I could prioritise Jasmine's safety. I was ready to face the consequences so I wouldn't cower in front of my father.
"Well?!" he asked again he was fuming.
"I went to help Jasmine," I answered keeping it short and to the point.
His lips pressed into a thin line as he stared at me. "I hear the Chairman is dead," he told me in a small voice that told me he was at a loss for words.
"Yes," I answered slowly.
