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12 – Investigation

Author: Polyana Leão
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-10 01:06:55

I got out and walked to the spot. I heard their footsteps and smelled the wolves following me, trying to be discreet.

“Are you really going to do this?” I turned around and asked. “I don't need that much protection,” I said, still walking.

“I'm sorry, but we follow orders,” one of them said. I knew it would be useless to argue with them and that they would be loyal to their task. All I could do was keep walking and get to the place.

It was a large building. Bishop Corporation was written in a unique and commercial font. Casper's own company. How creative he was! Not a dinner, a date, or even another coffee, but his own company. I entered without much difficulty. One of the men who was following me swiped his card in the lobby, asking the secretary to announce that I had arrived. It was chic and, in a way, a little uncomfortable. When I met Casper, I never imagined he would become who he has become. Today, he was rich, successful, an alpha male, owned several stocks, and was probably d
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