Chapter One Hundred-Eight

Grayson's POV

I glanced at my wristwatch, and it's getting bored. Erika knew I hate waiting too long and she doesn't made me wait this long, that woman become more stubborn and stubborn. Because of my businesses, I had no time keeping an eye on her and needed to deal with Patricia because she's still in my house.

"I don't think Erika's coming," Nicholas muttered.

"Doesn't matter if she come or not. This is a great time for us to talked while waiting for her," I said.

"Talked about what?"

"About you, Nicholas. Even though you're my dear cousin, I'm still confused about your personality."

He chuckled, "What'd you mean? We are related by blood and I'm a Martinez, Gray."

"Not totally a Martinez. But, I'd like to open a very sensitive discussion that always bothers me, Nick. I want some answers coming from you," I replied.

"What kind of answers?"

"Why did you sided with my number one enemy?"

Nicholas suddenly stop and can see the anxiousness through his eyes, he's tempted to speak but