He strolled in at an unhurried pace. “Mr. Wilson. It’s only been a few days. You look… weaker.”Old Mr. Wilson’s eyes were bloodshot. “Zachary, I’ve just been sick these past couple days.”Zachary’s gaze slid to Olivia, and his tone took on a pointed edge. “Mr. Wilson, I need to speak with you alone.”Olivia stepped forward, refusing to move. “Mr. Paterson, I have to stay and protect Mr. Wilson.”Zachary did not even look at her. He only asked Old Mr. Wilson, “Do you need her to stay?”A cold flicker crossed Old Mr. Wilson’s eyes. “No. I don’t.”Olivia hesitated, glanced toward the door, and when she realized his stance was firm, she actually backed down.“Fine,” she said. “I’ll step out.”If she refused, it would only make her look guilty. But the fact that she left so easily made Old Mr. Wilson even more uneasy, like he could not quite read what she was planning.Once she was gone, only Old Mr. Wilson and Zachary remained.“Zachary,” Old Mr. Wilson said, voice rough, “help
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