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Ch 23

Author: Namiko Aris
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-05 23:10:43

Rue’s POV

He stares at me for an uncomfortably long time but says nothing. I meet his gaze, refusing to look away, daring him to blink first, or even to flinch, to do anything that would give me the upper hand.

“You want a job,” he finally murmurs, voice low, his face unreadable.

Haven’t we been through this already?

“Yes,” I say, steady but quiet, swallowing the shiver crawling up my spine.

He drums his fingers on the desk, slow and deliberate. I can almost hear the calculations behind his cold gaze, like he is assessing me.

“That’s good,” he says.

For a second, my heart lifted in excitement, he is not demanding for the reason before agreeing to me.

But then. . . He replied, “Unfortunately, I have no job for you.”

My brows drew in confusion then developed into frustration. “Why?”

He leans back in his chair, expression impassive. “Why what?”

“Why don’t you have a job for me? I told you anything is fine”

I force myself to rise and walk toward him. My pulse thrums in my ears. I take t
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