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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

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CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE

Dylan’s POV

I badly needed a break.

Koby was even a greater pain in my ass than my father. He did not smile, he hated my guts and was quick to point it out and worse, he wore me down till I almost exploded on him.

I had training in the morning, afternoon and evening. I barely rested and worst of it all, all my complaints to Naomi fell on deaf ears. She asked me to sit my ass down and do as they said because I did not realize just what they have done for me.

Not tonight though.

“Yao,” I called. “Yao?”

She came in. “Mr. Dylan?”

“Just call me Dylan, Yao. Is there any Casino close by?”

Yao pursed her lips. “Yes, there is.”

“I want to go there.”

“You need authorization from my boss”

I stared at her. “I'm not doing that,” I barked out. Her expression doesn't change. “Yao, I'm not fucking doing that. I need a break.”

“You have training, sir,” was her curt reply.

“You know what? Just get out.” She left my room silently locking the door behind her. I needed to be out and I w
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