Words that Cuts Emily's POV

I was sitting on the stool chair in front of the bar counter when a man sat beside me. I turned to him and he stared at me knowingly before he nodded and walked away.

I immediately followed him to the VIP room of this bar and locked the door.

We made it look like we're hooking up, so even if someone's watching, no suspicions would arise.

He bowed his head. I'm at your service, Miss. What do you want me to do?"

He was my dad's loyal butler. When dad was forced to leave the mafia organization because of his condition, his loyal men departed and separated ways but they left their contact and now I need them. I lifted my chin. "I need you to find someone and investigate someone."

He nodded. "I just need the name, Miss."

I handed him the piece of paper where I wrote Matt, Attorney Lee and Connor Foster's name. He immediately accepted and read it.

"I'll do everything I can do, Miss."

"Stay for two more hours," I said when he bowed, asking permission to leave.

I pointed at the table. "Eat and drink for now. We can't leave immediately. There might be someone watching us."

He nodded and sat on the couch, I sat on the single couch across from him and took my phone out.

I scrolled and sighed when I reached Matt's contact number. Why did I even open my contacts?

I exited the contact and opened the message. My lips parted after I saw Matt's texts.

'Good morning, sunshine!'

*No reply?"

'Good evening, Miss!"

are

gonna pick

are you? Did

'Are you avoiding me?"

clothes to your

okay? Did I do something you don't

'Em... I miss you...

T

clenched my jaws and massaged

exited the messages and threw my

longer stop it. There's no way to redeem myself now that I have unknowingly given him my all. He didn't own just

did you

just realized I fell asleep and four hours had passed already. My dad's butler was still

he saw me moving, he immediately sat properly and that's when I realized he waited for

wake up.

sorry," I whispered. "You go

didn't have time to fix myself. I just brushed my hair using my fingers as he opened

down and was about to leave when someone entered the VIP room. He went straight to me, grabbed my wrist

and his

is your problem?!" I growled at

"Where is my brother?"

laughed sarcastically. "I don't know. Why are

wrists tighter and pinned me to the couch. He was

is out of reach. He's missing. Is that why you're

creased. "What

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