Chapter 13

“So, you need some information about Lancelot,” Castiel said while she was searching for something in her things. “I didn’t know that Enver became that greedy. He knows how strict the process is to become one of the dealers who wants to sell Anox’s Car.”

“That is also what I know,” I said. “And I don’t know how he managed to get a personal meeting appointment with the owner of the Anox.”

“I think Dashiel helped him with that.”

I frowned. “Dashiel? Are you talking about Dashiel the Playboy?”

She nodded. “When Enver cast aside all of his family’s company and decided to start his own, Dashiel was the only friend that stayed by his side and supported him,” she explained. “He even invested in his company to make sure that it could stand on its own even though his father tried to intercept its growth.”

“Really?”

She nodded again. “So, you could say that even though Dash is a playboy and a happy-go-lucky bastard, he is still the best friend that Enver could ever ask for.”

“Ahm…” I scratched