Cupid Hit Him

Alexander sat in the back seat, staring out the window as he and Tyron headed to Sinclair's Winery and Vineyard. His father had personally managed the vineyard, but Alexander had recently taken over so his father could finally relax. 

Truthfully, the frequency of his father's hospital visits had become something Alexander didn't want to dwell on. "He's hiding something..." Alexander murmured with a sigh.

Earlier that day, Alexander had insisted on accompanying his father to the hospital, but his father firmly declined, just as Rain had when she offered to join him, saying Ben was enough. 

"Did you find anything out from the hospital?" Alexander asked Tyron, who was seated in the passenger seat. 

Tyron, glancing back at him, shook his head. "No update yet, Boss. You know how the Chairman is—if he wants to hide something, it's almost impossible to dig it out."