The ringtone sliced through the silence, halting Oliver in his tracks. He snatched up his cell from the table, ready to dismiss the call, but perked up at the sight of the caller ID.

Josefina, wiping drool from her lips, lounged on the couch farthest from Oliver, poised to make her exit.

Oliver's face was a mask of stormy steel, his voice glacial, "Pass the phone to him."

Soon enough, Rowan's irate grumbling bled through the line, "Day after tomorrow's my birthday, Oliver, you ungrateful bastard. Are you still trying to cage me? If the corporate world hears how you're treating me, aren't you afraid it'll tarnish the company's image?"

Oliver's scoff was tinged with amusement, "If you're not scared, why should I be?"

Caught off-guard, Rowan spat out a string of curses, "Oliver, you curse! I'm telling you, if you don't let me out, I'll bring us both down."

at the end of the day.

lips curled in a faint sneer, the irony not lost on him, "Afraid of being laughed at? You're

Oliver sure knew how to hit

even hear Rowan's roar from the phone. "The nerve! You bastard! Should've left you in the woods for

to fancy that idea. Maybe tomorrow I'll have you taste the wilderness for

exasperated. He wanted to throttle Oliver, but lacked

unwilling to let Rowan's rant ruin his mood. Tossing the phone aside on the sofa carelessly, he then turned to Josefina, who was standing now, her eyes wary, "I need to head home." She was thinking about the

gently taking her hand, "I'll drive you

also sense Josefina's fear. He knew she assumed

"Relax, I'm not

her out and drove her

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