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Missing File

Author: Liy Lah
last update Last Updated: 2025-01-07 16:39:39

Damien's P.O.V

I watched and listened to her pour out her heart in anger. I didn't miss the way her eyes clouded with hate as she spoke.

The moment tears streaked down her eyes, I turned my face away. This was the second time today she was crying and each time, I felt this uneasiness creep in my chest. I wasn’t sure if what I felt was guilt or annoyance, but one thing was clear, she truly had no idea about her father's whereabouts.

I made an attempt to speak, but, she buried her face in her hands, sobbing uncontrollably.

What the hell was I going to do with her?

Williams, her father didn't just owe me a huge amount of money, I found out he also made away with something so important, a file.

A single document I could not afford to get into the wrong hands.

That file getting into the hands of my enemies, was same as having a death wish.

It would mean my rivals having leverage over me, allowing them to take control of my empire. I didn't want that.

My Mafia clan wasn't just an inheri
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