“What is it, George? You don't get to call me whenever you wish. I thought I made that clear,” Ethan said into the phone, standing by a window beside the door. A slight frown settled on his face as he listened to George apologize and ramble. “I told you to let it be for now. It’s not needed yet. When I need you to pick the case back up, you will. Let Jules win for now, am I clear?” “You seem pissed." Maggie said, appearing from behind, arms folded, a smirk on her lips as her eyes roamed his back view. Ethan almost rolled his eyes. “Goodbye, George." He hung up and turned around, the most genuine smile spreading across his face. “Maggie! What's up?" “Oh, nothing.” She took a step forward, her smile staying. “Just remembered you never honoured my invitation.” Ethan just watched her and smiled. He'd always known Maggie had her eye on him. He just didn't know she was this desperate and shameless about it. “I didn’t get a house address,” Ethan replied gently, folding his arms acros
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