Touching The Heart Of Ace (SAMPLE)

Chapter 35

"Baby! He is eating 'my' cutlets!"

"You said you are full."

"I am full, 'now'. I wanted to take it for lunch tomorrow."

Really? Really Robbie???!!!

"I will make you fresh in the morning."

"But..."

"Robbie. Enough!"

I patted Jason on his back. "Want some more?"

He nodded enthusiastically. I put the last one on his plate. "How about I make a few more, eat slowly, Jace."

"Love you, Dave. You make the best food. I feel like I haven't eaten in ages."

"Yeah, you eat like that too." Robbie snarled.

"Robbie. Stop it! Eat all you want, Jace, I will make some more." Robbie should stop picking on Jason, the poor guy was hungry. Was that a crime?

I turned around just in time to Jason sticking his gross tongue out to Robbie. "Jason!!! BEHAVE!"

I huffed. I should have just taken them out for dinner than trying to make them happy with my cooking.

"Baby, I want one too."

I frowned. "Robbie you are full."

"I am hungry now, I want your delicious cutlet."

Then they started competing to compliment my cooking, until they were screaming at each other. So, I started cooking two, four, six then I stopped counting.

Twin groans came from the living room of Robbie's penthouse as I did the dishes.

"I can't breathe."

"I can't move."

I wished if I could pull up one ounce of fuck to give but oh well!

"Angel!!! Rub my chest." I face palmed! Why???

"Dave, my stomach is aching, press here." Jason screamed as I rubbed Robbie's chest.

Then Robbie wanted me rub his back and Jason was having a headache which needed my massage.

So, I retired early to the bedroom demanding them to rub each other down. They were now sulking in the living room watching some kind of sports!

I could not believe these two were the ones who made a business tycoon faint in the conference!

They were working together like a well-oiled engine during the meeting, but could not stand each other out of business.

It was not funny; I was having a headache.

The back stabbing asshole Moretti was behind all of Robbie's business related issues. He had the nerve to accuse me of framing him... which was true but... he had no right to call me out on that. Well, that made no sense.

He started spitting and calling names when I did not raise to his anger.

"I am only showing you the evidence, sir. I know nothing else."

"Evidence!!! This is your evidence??? I do not know any hackers!!!"

"Kid, how do you know this is your hacker. It could be anyone. The information in internet and computers are like throwing dust to the wind." Charles asked.

"No, sir. It is not like that."

"WHAT!!! YOU THINK YOU KNOW EVERYTHING!" Moretti was an intimidating man.

"Related to this issue? Yes." I glared right back! I was bluffing but he was scared and fear was a good offensive strategy. He would dig his own his own grave if I could rile him up with a simple question.