Chapter 12

• Nate’s POV
• I huffed out a breath as the traffic thankfully started to reduce drastically and cars started to be able to move forward more faster than they had been able to do, about half an hour ago. I stared out the window and lightly carded my fingers through my hair with my second hand lightly grasping the side of the steering wheel and controlling it slowly as the car started to slowly move forward, inch by inch.
• My phone started to ring once again and I ignored it until it stopped ringing, I didn’t even bother myself to check who it was because I had a feeling it was going to be none other but my father, wanting to demand where I was at, at the moment, and why I had stormed out of the conference room almost immediately the guests arrived, without any sort of information.