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Chapter 3 3

Word Count: 1124    |    Released on: 16/11/2025

ediately, clearing his

eeting my gaze "If you're hungry, baby, I can

n whatever performa

ly wal

got ready for my fir

e car when I came out.

ven once. I kept my gaze glued to the window, pretending

ead, giving me no chance to slow down or

reetings followed. Elias took the CEO's s

son," he said firmly. "She'll

g politely, others whispering. I loo

eek hair. Red li

nized t

hat kissed

was thin

fore my anger sw

l I could think about was her, sitting there so comfortabl

e office. Our office suite was bright,

with him? How am I supposed to s

w drink, and I stayed standing, waiting fo

nderstand the details, but you'll do as you're told. Don't meddle. Do

red a

ded I'm incapable of an

e, sharp and col

ly dislike me. Why so much hatr

raised his voice "and I don't k

fr

h

s h

ink I kill

can't remember everything from that day... one thin

sco

sons to end his lif

oyance? Maybe both. He dragged a hand through his hair and step

that night," he said, voice low "was

in humiliatin

ed even though I was lying through my teeth. "Because from where I'm standing, you'r

sion. "You don't remember?

stare

still studying me like s

ies," he said finally. "You'll over

and sat down, trying to

deeper each time. My gaze fell on the

suspec

ive me thi

atch

asn't going to

could do was

headed to the

y greeted me warmly, and for a moment, I admired how

ra Lawson," she said, stopping in front of me. "We'

"And I expect professiona

s simple as showing up. I doubt Philip would think you capabl

oward Philip made

head, matchi

epartment wouldn't be in the state I found it

, furious-and I walked aw

hausted and emotionally drained. After

in," I

g a tray. "Mrs. Lawson...

id, stepping forward, then a sh

Should I call someo

aid quickly. "Just.

cern etched on her

ldn't let me. Eventually, I lay

ou think I wo

f sleep and into the night

room he died in. The same dream again. The same haunting replay...

he room,

f-drunk, ang

breaking. "Mara... I'm sorry. I didn'

, like the dream was muting the truth on purpose. My other self

e push

a

t the edge of the table

, gasping, dre

rent this time. Sha

kill

push Philip

ed his life with

why everyth

iding something I'

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