Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

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Chapter 217

Chapter 217

"And inside that shop, I had an interesting conversation with a woman. Red hair, big blue eyes. Small but fiery, judging by the way she cursed out my men while sitting

uncomfortably in a storage room."

His entire body locked up. Eyes went wide with terror.

Ah. There it was.

A strangled sound tried to push through the gag, his breath coming in short, panicked

bursts. His mate. He knew exactly who I was talking about.

I let the silence linger, watching the fear eat away at him. Letting it fester and sink deep.

Then, with a quiet sigh, I leaned in just a fraction more. "Now, Alfred," I murmured, my voice eerily calm, "why don't you tell me the real reason you came to work for Zamford?"

For a moment, he didn't move. He just sat there, breath shuddering, shoulders trembling,

as if weighing his options. Then, slowly, he nodded.

One of my men stepped forward, reaching down to undo the gag. It slipped from his

wet with spit, and for a moment, he only gasped, pulling in air like a

man breaking the surface.

hoarse and raw. "My mate-don't hurt her. I'll tell you everything,

you," I cut in.

swallowed thickly, throat

Everything about me leaving Valor Lante? That was his plan. He knew you'd come after me. He knew you wouldn't

employees. That's

silent, letting him dig his own

sent to spy on you," he admitted, "To feed information back to

weaknesses he could exploit. I swear, I

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Chapter 217

iff Ineffarsed. I just

my

broke across his fouelbread, a sheen

his shirt. His breathing was shallow now, his chest rising too fast and too

folding my hands in front of me, calm ass a prayer at a funeral. The flicker of confusion in his eyes was

accomplices?" he stammered.

like a drowning man

I wasn't the

was the storm that fed

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