Irene Nadine's pov

I thought he was mostly sleeping, but when I pushed open the door of his bedroom, I saw him sitting against the bed, holding the documents that Jeffrey Scott probably had just sent.

Seeing that I came back, he closed the folder and looked at me. When he saw me empty-handed, he asked, "Where are the things I asked?"

I went over and said, "I can't give it to you yet. If you want to eat fruit, I can wash it for you."

"Where's the smoke? Bring it here."

"No, I'll take it for you first, and I'll give it to you when you are ready."

"I'll...