Charlos hated having to face Nicholas again. That bastard looked so arrogant and annoying. Charlos wanted to smack him in the face with the table, but he couldn't possibly make another mess after beating Nicholas so badly yesterday.
In an instant, it would threaten his status as a prospective son-in-law with turning into a murder suspect if he got emotional again. So, Charlos took a deep breath, trying to calm himself.
"I want to meet Rissa."
"She's not here."
"Where is she going?"
Nicholas shrugged his shoulders. "I do not know."
"Okay. I'll wait for her here." Charlos was about to sit on the sofa when Nicholas touched his shoulder, holding him.
"You'd better go."
"Why should I go?" Charlos slapped Nicholas's hand firmly.
"Because I don't like you. So, before I take revenge for what you did last night, you better get out of here."
"I think you deserve it."
