Caleb's POV

“I…thought we would have left with Miss Jenkins,” Henry's voice was low. Doubts and traces of fear exuded from his eyes.

“Why the heck is your concentration divided, huh? I went home as soon as possible,” my voice was cold, almost harsh as I stared at my wristwatch for the tenth time.

The driver's Adam's bone rose up. “Yes, boss.”

“Home?” Henry enquired as he gazed at his wristwatch too and raised a confused brow.

“It seems early.” I don't actually know where this is heading to but this is indeed a mess. A one that I've never dreamt of witnessing.

What the fuck! Zane? Pearl's husband?

Why...