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.

Rosie's sexy video,

twisting. "I would appreciate a knock before

a supply," he said, slamming two large black bags on the table. His voice was thick

stood. "Could you at least drop

a smirk playing on his lips. "The boss

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hit. He knew what was in those bags without looking.

his head. "Why not? This is how

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

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

"You can't-"

shut, cutting him off. Thomas's

bags suspiciously, unsure what

had no experience with. He had never watched Uncle

sigh. Maybe if he ignored

if someone walked in? Or worse,

quickly reached it. But then he stopped, curiosity

let it lead

one bag and slowly opened it. The faint scent of chemicals hit

dozens of tuna cans, small, clean, and unopened. But Thomas wasn't fooled, he knew if he opened one can, he would probably see another. layer of packaging, maybe two, but underneath that would

head, deciding he had seen enough. Just as he was placing the can

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

to talk," she said, moving closer, her tone matching her expression. "She

her brow creased. Fear raced inside him as he zipped it fast and slid both bags

out his nerves then turned to Chen. "Thank you,

Chen said with a bow and

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

but he masked it. "None of your

dropped her hand, her lips curling. "Why did

down. "Is

widened. "You're not that important,

important, yet here you

anger flared, and she slammed her fist on his table. "Your problems are not enough reason to hurt others! That man had done too much for

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the table, trying to control his rising temper. "I have more important things to worry about than..." He trailed

she snapped. "Me? Or your

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