Bryan's POV
I was in my office when my phone rang. I stared at the name on the screen for a moment before answering. It was Alice.
"What?" I barked.
"We need to talk," she said. "Now."
"I'm working."
"I don't care; get home now." She hung up before I could respond.
This woman is really a funny one; it's her confidence for me. I swung on my chair, debating whether to ignore her. But something in her voice told me this wasn't going to go away.
I grabbed my keys and headed home.
When I walked into the penthouse, Alice was standing in the living room with her arms crossed, her phone in her hand. The moment she saw me, she held it up.
"Explain this." She raised her head.
I looked at the screen. It was a photo of me at a club with Sophia. The photo made it look worse than it was. Sophia was leaning against me, her hand on my chest, both of us holding drinks.
"Where did you get that?" I walked closer to her.
