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.

himself to Rosie's sexy video, the door opened,

twisting. "I would appreciate

said, slamming two large black bags on the table. His voice was thick with

"Could you at

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

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realization hit. He knew what was in those bags without looking. He swallowed hard. "You

"Why not?

slowly, carefully. "To Uncle Mike. But he's not here, and I don't know how to handle

door. "I'll be back for payment. Good day," he added

"You can't-"

cutting him off. Thomas's

suspiciously, unsure what to

club business he had no experience with. He had never watched Uncle Mike

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

what if someone walked

quickly reached it. But then he

let it lead

scent

But Thomas wasn't fooled, he knew if he opened one can,

Just as he was placing the can back

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

need to talk," she said, moving closer, her tone matching her expression. "She just barged in, sir,"

the can in the bag. Ivy saw the rest and her brow creased. Fear raced inside him

to ease out his nerves then turned to

again, sir," Chen said

they were alone, Ivy folded her arms. "Since when did you start feeding

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

hand, her lips curling. "Why did you

sat down. "Is that why you're

widened. "You're not that

not important, yet here you

her fist on his table. "Your problems are not enough

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under the table, trying to control his rising temper. "I have more important things

she snapped. "Me? Or your

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