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.

phone, ready to pleasure himself to Rosie's sexy

lips twisting. "I would appreciate

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

"Could you at least drop them on

his lips. "The boss

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knew what was in those bags without looking. He swallowed hard. "You can't

"Why not? This

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

"Not my problem." Then he turned to the door. "I'll be back for

"You can't-"

cutting him off. Thomas's jaw

eyed the bags suspiciously, unsure

had never watched Uncle

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

someone walked in?

sent a jolt of fear through him, and he quickly reached it. But then

let

scent of chemicals hit

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

placing the can back into

Chen followed behind her, his

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

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

turned to Chen. "Thank you,

apologize again, sir," Chen said with

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

"None of your business,"

dropped her hand, her lips curling. "Why

"Is that

widened. "You're not

chuckled. "I'm not important,

table. "Your problems are not enough reason to hurt others! That man had done too much for

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

snapped. "Me? Or your

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