My Dad's Bestfriend

Chapter 103 Trouble Begins

Evelyn

There was something off about Jacob's description of Tyler. It failed to capture the sheer intensity emanating from the man standing before me. It wasn't merely a matter of words on a page. Words seemed inadequate to define him now; one single term sufficed evil. He embodied it wholly, an eerie presence exuding an air of possession, as though he laid claim to everything in his path. Everything was his to

own.

I couldn't quite pinpoint the reason behind these impressions, but they were undeniably there-stirred solely by his presence.

"Well... This time, Jacob, I'm playing at something entirely different," he grinned, shifting his gaze towards me. "Is this your girl? Seems younger than your usual ones," his eyes scrutinized me, knitting a frown between my brows.

The bloody scoundrel...

My fists itched to land a blow on his face.

Or perhaps a well-placed heel strike.

I would prefer the latter, though.

"Before I toss you out of my office, I suggest you fucking leave on your own or-" Jacob's words were cut short as a ginger-haired man burst into the room, his gaze darting between Tyler and Jacob.

"I apologize, Sir. I asked Mr. Tyler to wait outside, but he didn't listen..." he trailed off, lowering his head. It was Jacob's secretary. No need to confirm.

"It's alright, Harry. No need to apologize. I understand how intrusive he can be," Jacob waved it off, his eyes fixed on Tyler's as Harry hesitantly left-like he wished to rip him into pieces but his principles restrained him. He remained composed, full of restraint, even though his every fiber yearned to thrash this man.

"Intrusive?" Tyler chuckled. "That's a very interesting choice of word."

nefarious ends. His intentions rang with an ominous tone, leaving a sense of foreboding in

out of

wasn't his nature. Violence wasn't his language, and I refused

I claim it's your girlfriend?" Tyler's question spilled out without a hint of hesitation as he inched closer.

at his words. Before I could muster a reaction, Jacob's enraged

caught his hand, halting

softness flickered in his eyes, maybe because they had seen the fear in mine. "Could you step outside for a moment, baby?" he asked, but I vehemently shook my head, clinging to him tighter, my other

knew the repercussions if I left. I refused to let him fight, especially when Tyler's intentions were glaringly evident on

"Already terrified of losing her, Jacob? Your ex has been quite accommodating these days, using that mouth of hers to suck me off

scene in my damn office all for her? I have no illusions about your fidelity. You relish juggling multiple women, so

briefly towards me before he chuckled, shaking his head. He retrieved his phone from his pocket. "I'm sending you a list of your investors who'll be withdrawing their funds by this

tight. The vein in his neck stood out prominently, a clear sign that he struggled to keep

to believe Tyler's words, but Jacob's visible reaction confirmed that Tyler wasn't here for a casual chat. He

frustration. "Fine, you're

A

your twisted plan-to wreak havoc in

least bit offended. I intended to provoke him, yet

"Wow! You're quite something,

he smirked, tucking

away before lighting

much more he's going to lose from now on. Do me a favor, remember my name, will you? It's Tyler, and I'd fucking love to hear

here on your own two feet, Tyler. I'll shatter every bone in fucking your body." "And I'd be thrilled for you to try," Tyler

trying to pull him away. "That's exactly what he wants. He wants you to strike so he can create a scene in the

too, Belladonna," he glanced at me, a smirk curling his

deliberately baiting Jacob. God, what could I