Chapter 113
"Who the hell does he think he is!" Austin barked angrily at no one in particular as soon as he got to his parking spot.
He had been holding in his anger since leaving Nikolas' office, and right now, he was done—done trying to play the good guy, done trying to follow the rules.
He winced as the sting from the bruise around his eye shot right up to his head, sending a shooting headache right through his brain.
"Urh," he winced in pain as he bent downward to his car window to inspect the bruise on his eye, which was now reddish.
Austin clenched his jaw, feeling his rage boiling hot inside him.
He had tried his best to follow Ivy and Frank's plan, the little old paparazzi trick, the oldest trick in the game.
Seeing as Nikolas and Selene's engagement had upstaged their entire wedding, ruining whatever it was that Ivy had in mind.
