Chapter 159 The Worst Kind Of Cancer

• "Start talking," Austin said as he stood up and strolled to his father's desk. He grabbed the whiskey decanter and took it back to his seat, where he popped the lid and placed it on the coffee table before taking a huge gulp of the bitter liquid.
• Clearly over his shock now, Lukas stared at him with maddening arrogance as he casually linked his hands on his lap, "am I supposed to know what these reports mean?"
• "Are you seriously going to sit there and deny everything?" Austin asked, setting the crystal container beside the lid as he reached behind his back for his gun.