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

with spit, and for a moment, he only gasped, pulling

man breaking the surface.

mate-don't hurt

entirely on you," I cut in.

thickly,

rasped. "He sent me. Everything about me leaving Valor Lante? That was his plan. He knew you'd come after me. He knew you wouldn't pass up the chance

of his best employees. That's

stayed silent, letting him dig

to spy on you," he admitted, "To

he could exploit. I swear, I

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Chapter 217

I just needed the extra money he promised me didn't

echoed, my

broke across his fouelbread, a sheen that quickly spread, soaking through the

shallow now, his chest rising too

of me, calm ass a prayer at a funeral. The flicker of confusion in his eyes was almost convincing.

he stammered. His eyes searched mine, desperate

a drowning man begging the sea for

I wasn't

the storm

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