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His fingers stroked through Tay's hair, his lips pressing against his forehead. "I promise. Never again."
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Stroking his fingers through Tay's hair, Prince gazed down and leaning in pressed his lips onto the other's forehead.
He hummed looking further for a signature and shaking his head. "This particular one doesn't have any signature that I've come across looking over your papers before."
βItβs not a small expense either, itβsβ¦ 3 million baht.β That was a massive chunk missing with no clear indication of what it had gone to.
"Seems like this file is missing an expense. . . yet it's being claimed as an 'other'." He hummed while flipping through the files of papers.
"I'll take some later." As he moved away for a second he grabbed another chair and returned back to Tay's side as he grabbed a few of the papers in front of the other.
"Hm..."
Moving behind the desk Prince rested his chest against the back of Tay's chair and began slowly looking over the papers with a soft hum. Truly he could see how the other could go cross eyed looking at the numbers.
"Let me grab a chair and I'll start helping."
π² Iβm on my way. Just take a break until I get there.
Smirking Prince pushed himself up from the bar, putting out his cigarette and patting his brotherβs shoulder as he left Vegas behind to drink. βGotta head out, Iβm needed.β
Sitting on the floor in his office looking over the papers from previous orders the numbers blurring together. Grabbing his phone texting @RACINGSlNS
π²: hey... if you are not busy could you come over the numbers have started blurring together
βI havenβt changed it so, please feel free to give me a call if you need some help.β Slowly releasing the others hand he gave a small bow.
βHey,β Prince moved up to his feet, hand gently gripping onto Tayβs wrist loosely. βIf you would like some help give me a call, okay? I donβt know if you still have my number but, itβs an open offer.β
βI think you should look back on past papers, see if there is any inconsistency in the numbers. If not then it could be whoever he ordered from and not him.β He suggested tapping his finger on the total.