"It's a young boy. Around twelve, maybe thirteen. He's chubby. Said if we can't give him a plan that works within a month, his father will shut down the business," Ocean reported, Sebastian frowned.
Who had the audacity to speak like that? Only someone he already knew. Someone used to commanding respect and attention without hesitation.
"Seb, I'll catch up with you later. Scarlet, do you want anything?" Cassie asked, glancing at the woman in the wheelchair.
"I'll tell Seb to take us to the pool," Scarlet replied coolly.
Sebastian nodded and leaned in. "Let me know if you get into trouble."
Cassie chuckled lightly, waving him off. "What can a twelve- or thirteen-year-old do to me?"
Sebastian smiled knowingly but stayed quiet. He had a feeling Cassie might be in for a cha
