Chapter 17

Nicholas' brows were raised when he dropped the call. All his thoughts were centered on the call with Isabella just now. When he told her he sent her parents, she had gone quiet. Was it out of happiness or did she hate what he did?

As he was thinking about that, his thoughts transcended over to when the call just connected and she called Joseph's name. He looked around the dimly lit room he was in, where countless other men wearing the same color of clothes as he was, were loitering around.

"David, who else are we expecting?" he asked, turning to face his assistant.

"Roman, Stanley and Shane," David replied immediately.

"By how many minutes have they been late?"

"Four, Sir," David answered, raising up three fingers of his hand in the air.

Nicholas nodded slightly, his face void of any form of emotions as he walked back to his seat at one end of the room. David followed after him while the men who were loitering around the room were quick to gather around him.

"Joshua," Nicholas called