“You know I am a busy person, right?” a serious and dangerously slow voice echoed in the office. He scrutinized the young man standing before his desk with piercing eyes. “Yes, I know, and I am deeply sorry—” “That means you can’t interrupt my day whenever you want to,” he dismissed, his voice dripping with menace. Jaden wanted to retaliate, to tell him that the woman he trusted so much was scheming behind his back, using his name, but the words caught in his throat. The man wore a navy blue suit; despite the gray streaks in his hair, he exuded a sinister aura. A flashy watch adorned his left wrist, which he checked with impatience. His name was Samuel Anderson—a businessman by day, a ruthless criminal by night. “Yes, I know that,” Jaden said, feeling defeated. “I know why you came here, Jaden,” he said again, glancing at his watch as if measuring the seconds of Jaden’s existence. Confusion washed over Jaden. He couldn’t believe Sarrah would engage in such treachery. He had alwa
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