An Angry Showdown, Or Fisticuffs?
‘What?’ Kai thought he’d heard wrong.
‘Kayleigh Woods.’
‘Um, yeah, I know who you’re talking about. But, uh, may I ask why you want to know?’
‘I’d rather not say. Do you have the address?’
‘Um…’
‘Come on. Don’t lie to me. You drive Austyn everywhere. Surely, you’ve been to his mistress’ house before.’
‘Er, Miss Woods is not Boss’ mistress.’
‘Don’t change the subject. Just tell me the address.’
‘May I know why you want to know?’ Kai asked again, dragging his feet.
‘It’s personal.’
Kira added, ‘I just want to talk to her.’
‘In that case, I can give you her phone number.’
‘What’s the use of that? I need her home address.’
Kai grew uneasy.
Kira sounded like she was up to something.
‘Young Madam, please don’t make things difficult for me. Boss is going to tear me a new one if he finds out about this.’
‘So you’re not going to tell me.’
‘I’m sorry, Young Madam.’
‘Fine!’
Kira hung up in a huff.
She should have known.
Kai was Austyn’s faithful assistant.
Of course he would side with his boss an
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