Writer’s pov

Thanatos’ apartment.

Thanatos squeezed the paper in his hands and threw it across the living room, I grabbed the phone laying on the table and smashed it.

“Bloody bast*rd!” He growled. “Sure enough, he’s involved in this!”

Peter too a few steps away from him, he knew Thanatos wouldn’t mind landing a punch on his face right now.

“How can he use such a cheap trick?”

Peter remained silent, Thanatos averted his gaze to him (Peter).

“What about McMahon? How did Jade ended up being his assistant?”

“Oh.. McMahon sold his company to an anonymous buyer..”

His (Thanatos) brows drew together in a tight frown, his fist balled...