CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

GAVNER

I ran my fingers through my hair before putting my shirt on. Then I slumped on the bed.

She took a deep breath. "Is it Nora? Is she the one on your mind these days?"

Angelica asked as she cursed.

Sadness clouded her features.

I didn't trust her, she could harm Nora if she ever finds out I'd been trying to get close to her.

"That's none of your business, now leave here... When I need you, I'll come to you." I snarled.

"You don't have to tell me, I'm already aware." Angelica stuttered, and with that, she stumped out of my chambers.

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I pushed the door open, walking into the meeting room as my eyes scanned around.

It seemed like I cut them off from their conversation as they all stared at me.

The room was stuffy and clouded with anger and contempt. I walked up to an empty chair and sat comfortably. Horace looked away from me as he focused back on the men, whose eyes were blazing with determination.

"It seemed like I interrupted something here, I apologize for that," I s