A marriage deal with billionaire stone (Ivy and Silas)

Chapter 212

Chapter 212

Chapter 212

Thomas rubbed his sore knuckles as he waited for his call to connect.

His shock and anger had dissolved into shame and guilt, but it was too late. He had done it. He had allowed himself to be pushed by his emotions. Instead of handling things like a man, he had made everything worse.

"Hello, sir."

The call connected, snapping him out of his thoughts. He straightened, shaking

"Hello, Samuel. How are you doing?"

"Great, sir," Samuel replied. He was the manager at Uncle Mike's other club in Columbia.

"How's business been?"

"Great, sir. We just got our supplies."

off.

Thomas's heart tightened. He was suddenly grateful it wasn't a video call. Sweat beaded on his forehead, intensifying his fear.

"Good, good," he said, forcing himself to sound calm.

He couldn't show his naivety. He had to maintain the tough exterior; ruthless, fearless, even though he was far from it. In truth, he was terrified of Mateo Castro.

His stomach twisted as his mind drifted to last night. It was the same panic, that same fear of everything falling apart, that had made him confront Bailey.

Thinking back, it was reckless and dumb. He could've just let it go, ignored it like a normal person, but instead, he had panicked, confronted a federal agent, and taken his anger out on Silas when he suspected he had spoken to her.

The end was near. He could feel it in his bones. And it was making him unravel.

"Mr. Stone?" Samuel's voice cut into his thoughts again.

"I'm listening." He cleared his throat.

"I said I've sent the rundown of the supplies to you, sir," Samuel repeated.

"Alright," Thomas said, then paused. He didn't want to continue the conversation. "Send me everything via email. I'll check and get back to you. Something just came up."

"Alright, sir," Samuel replied, and the call ended.

Thomas slammed his laptop shut, his heart pounding. All these actions were beginning to get to him, and he could feel the stress taking a toll on him.

Maybe it was time to destress.

ready to pleasure himself to Rosie's sexy

his lips twisting. "I

forward, ignoring his statement. "You have a supply," he said, slamming two large black

stood. "Could you at least drop them on

a disrespectful look, a smirk playing on his lips. "The boss wants it sold out before the

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was in those bags without looking.

guard tilted his head. "Why not? This is how we deliver

Thomas said slowly, carefully. "To Uncle Mike. But he's not here,

he turned to the door. "I'll be back for payment.

"You can't-"

slammed shut, cutting him off. Thomas's

the bags suspiciously, unsure

was the part of the club business he had no experience with. He had never

sigh. Maybe if he ignored it, he wouldn't have to deal

what if someone walked in? Or worse,

fear through him, and he quickly reached it.

let it

The faint scent of chemicals hit his nose before he

one can, he would probably see another. layer of packaging, maybe two, but underneath

was placing the can back into the bag, the door burst

eyes blazing with anger. Chen followed behind her, his face

talk," she said, moving closer, her tone matching her expression. "She just barged in, sir," Chen said, his voice wobbling. "I'm

bag. Ivy saw the rest and her brow creased. Fear raced inside him as he zipped it fast and slid both bags

cleared his throat to ease out his nerves then turned to Chen. "Thank you, Chen. I'll take it from

apologize again, sir," Chen said with a

alone, Ivy folded her arms. "Since when did

he masked it. "None of your business," he said sharply.

hand, her lips

"Is that why

not that important, hope you

important, yet here

not enough reason to hurt others!

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his rising temper.

she snapped.

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