hapter 269

The room was shrouded in darkness, with not a single shard of light piercing the gloom. As the agent swung open the door, a foul stench assaulted his senses, making him recoil. The space was a mess, littered with trash and clutter, barely fit for human habitation.

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It was hard to believe anyone could endure such conditions fr than a minute, yet Michael had been holed up here for four interminable days.

*Michael. Pull yourself together,” the agent commanded, stepping into the room and hauling Michael up from the floor.

Michael’s eyes were vacant, devoid of their usual spark.

“Michael, listen to me,” the agent urged. “The Frazier Group has changed hands. Do you understand? You need to clean up and head to

the company right now. The big boss wants to see you. Do you hear me?

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raspy croak, as if he hadn’t drunk any water for days. “Where is

delivering the harsh truth. “Ms. Frazier is dead, Michael. You need to let go. I know you’re grateful to her, but you have to move on.”

“Dead? Says who?”

four days, with no body found. Isn’t that enough to say she’s dead?” the agent replied in frustration. “What you need to do now is win over the new boss. Otherwise,

can only be Debra.” Michael turned his

nymore.

his voice rose in anger Why are you so xhubbai? You know, M. Fraser has sold the company to the Meaney droup it’s been acquired, Sichael. The president of the Mckenney Group is interested in you and wants to make you a new

Michael turned to look at the agent Who wants to see

else could it be?” the agent replied. “Tracy, the president of

of that name, Michael seemed to come alive. The agent was surprised,

artist and stylist. Within an

McKinney wants to see you alone. Just go in,” the agent said. Tll

his eyes on the top

to lead the way. Michael had met him before and recognized him as Debra’s assistant, who had frequently appeared

appearance there further confirmed a speculation

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