Again, sorry for the long chapter.
Tyson glanced at Jeremy when Zara refused to say anything. Jeremy just shrugged. If Zara wasn't going to talk, then it wasn't his place to do so.
"Spill Zara! Or you can get the hell out of my office!"
"C'mon Zara, tell him. It's not as bad as you're making it all to seem. He's going to find out sooner or later."
"Not as bad?" Zara shrieked. "It's very bad Jeremy. If Skylar finds out, it could destroy her."
"He's not Skylar, tell him." Jeremy urged.
"What if he tells her?"
"He won't, he's smarter than that."
Tyson looked between them as they went on and on. Annoyed, he slammed his palms down on the table and got up.
"Are you guys going to keep discussing about me like I'm not sitting right here or are you going to tell me what the hell is going on?!" He roared, causing the floor to ceiling window panes to rattle and the office to vibrate with force.
