The phone rang shrilly, and this time, Alyssa didn't waste time picking it up. Before she could even speak, Harrison took the phone from her hands. “Good day, Dutch.” He said into the phone. On the other side of the call, the hand that held the phone instantly paled. Harrison sat down on the bed, his lips curving into a calm, confident smile. “I'm sure you are surprised I know your name,” Harrison said. Dutch wasn’t the only one surprised—Alyssa was flabbergasted too. Maybe she had underestimated Harrison. This man was a billionaire. Of course, he would have certain advantages. “I might be cancerous and bedridden now, but never think of me as weak, especially when you try to blackmail my wife.” Harrison’s tone was brutal, cold, and unwavering. Earlier, when his guards informed him that a man had escaped, he had instructed them to let him go, hoping the man would lead them to his higher-ups. But this Dutch fool had been reckless enough to threaten his wife. “I
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