Chapter 45 Blank Space
- Laird’s POV
- I leaned against the wall with one hand. Several times I assessed the situation and remembered Alan's words that kept boiling my blood. I glared sharply at Alan, and the man slowly got up. Unfortunately, he just chuckled and even had time to straighten his shirt.
- "Ignore him, sir. He's just jealous of me," Alan still chuckled.