Chapter Fifty Two

Grayson's POV

Where the f*ck are they?

I roamed the whole living room and this place is crowded. They should be here not having fun, that's why I told them to come with not us but they seemed having fun. My eyes spotted Asher in the corner, having sweet talked with five women and it made me shook my head.

I approached him and doesn't seem to notice my presence because if this women.

"Oh, whose this handsome guy..." The woman wearing red dress muttered, causing to catch Asher's attention.

"Grayson! Hey, man! Where have you been?" He muttered.

"What the hell are you doing?" I inquired.

"Chilling. This babes need some company," he answered.

"Are you f*cking kidding me right now, Asher?"

Asher remove his hands to the two women's waist, before whispering. Then, they left one by one before facing me.

"You're here to observed them not to have fun. Didn't I told you that, Asher?"

"Relax, Grayson. I'm doing my job," he replied.

"Really? Then how can you explain what I just saw?"

"Look,