Elias“If you don't want to tell me, just say so,” I snapped, crossing my arms and glaring at the counter. “No need to exchange secret looks like that. Geez.”"Elias," William called sternly. "Drop the attitude.""I'm not having an attitude," I muttered, though I didn't look at him. "I'm just pointing out that I cleared your entire afternoon, handled your work, and drove across the city, only to find you having a cozy little nap while your ex treats me like a stray dog."Arthur let out a soft chuckle from the stove, setting down his spoon. "I treat stray dogs much better than I treat you, Elias. And also, you get paid to do that. Except the last part, you should have saved on the gas""Arthur, stop poking him," William sighed, resting his forehead in his hand. He turned his head slightly to look at me. "Barret went to Arthur's eastern office as you already know. He was asking questions about my personal life. He's looking for proof that... that my marriage to your mother isn't what it
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