Elvis snapped back to reality first, his feelings towards Fitch a mix of indifference and a lack of appreciation.

Was it wrong to be a shrewd and detached businessman? It didn't seem like a mistake.

"Mr. Haskins, hand over Ozzy to me. Zoey trustedto take care of him."

Fitch was holding the little pooch, sizing Elvis up with a few glances.

"How cyou have her keys?"

A man having a key to a woman's place, with both of them being single, was bound to raise eyebrows.

Elvis couldn't help but let out a chuckle before firing back a question.

"Mr. Haskins, I wonder in what capacity you are askingthis."

The atmosphere in the room froze over, as if coated in a frosty layer.

Holding Ozzy, Fitch was indifferent.

"Leave."

Elvis didn't move, but soon he heard footsteps at the door—the sound of security hurrying over.

Going head-to-head with someone like Fitch was a losing game.

Knowing better, Elvis left and waited outside, only to find that it had started to rain.

Without an umbrella, he retreated to his car.

he saw a few people leave the complex. The lights at the gate, blurred by

and Ozzy in one arm, strode towards his

even in front of his bodyguards,

before folding the

assumed

behind him, sealing out the damp, earthy smell of

Ozzy, full and sleepy, sprawled on the

gently touching

and comfortable, dozed

A little silly.

couldn't help but ask, "Sir, are

still be at the office, working

left early to

"Yeah."

lazy, soon

about the dog.

continued to sleep

to look out the window,

Greenfield Gardens, dinner

told

was he

in jail that he suddenly felt

he decide to

No

Still no answer.

temples. Beck immediately took her

first, Maja. What did I tell you? Sometimes you can't get in

they haven't. They're adults. They

lan was unreachable, and her friends

forced herself to

she asked

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