Friends, Foe, And Frenemy

Ezra had his arms crossed. "It's not a crime. It’s just that it is too early for you to come here.”

Scott leaned in. "Are you sick or something?"

“What do you mean?”

Scott sucked in his breath and leaned back on the chair. “It just doesn’t make sense.” Scott continued when Ezra furrowed his brow. “You don’t take breaks from work. You don't appear unwell, either. Tell me. What's happening.

“How did you know I was here?”

“I checked your office, of course. Milan said you decided to stay home. The Ezra Queen I know is not like that. He doesn’t use money to play.”

"Perhaps all he needs is a day off from the stress."

Scott laughed. "A break? Don’t make me laugh, you comedian. You love stress. You once said that making money kills all that. What changed? Was it Emma? Or…" He smirked. “You have someone here, and you don’t want me to know about it?”

"Scott. This is my personal life.”

"Ugh. Don’t be boring. Are you fucking a new person? Does she have a large bosom or ass? I genuinely ha