Mated To My Obsessive Stepbrother

Chapter 215

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

and for a moment, he only gasped, pulling

man breaking the surface.

mate-don't hurt her.

entirely on you," I cut

swallowed thickly, throat

me. Everything about me leaving Valor Lante? That was his plan. He knew you'd come

employees.

letting him dig his own

was sent to spy on you," he

upcoming projects, and weaknesses he could

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Chapter 217

Ineffarsed. I just needed the

think," I echoed, my smile

across his fouelbread, a sheen that quickly spread, soaking

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

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

stammered. His eyes searched mine, desperate

like a drowning man

wasn't

the storm that

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