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."

despite his outward calmness, wielded his composure for his own nefarious ends. His intentions rang with an ominous tone, leaving a sense of foreboding in

What's your game, Tyler?" Jacob's voice seethed through clenched teeth, his hands balled into fists. "Speak up or get the fuck out of here." I instinctively clutched his arm, shooting him a concerned look. I couldn't bear the thought of him lashing out at Tyler, or anyone for that

his language, and

out without a hint of hesitation as he inched

could muster a reaction, Jacob's enraged roar filled the room, his fist poised to

halting

gradually lowering his hand. A glimmer of 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 hand securing him

let him

her, Jacob? Your ex has been quite accommodating these days, using that mouth of hers to suck me off whenever I ask her

for her? I have no

his pocket. "I'm sending you a list of your investors who'll be withdrawing their funds by this evening. Brace yourself for a

scanning the message, his jaw clenched tight. The vein in his neck stood out prominently, a clear sign that he struggled to keep his composure, especially

Tyler's words, but Jacob's visible reaction confirmed that Tyler wasn't here for

finally snapped, unable to contain my frustration. "Fine, you're messing around with that twisted woman, whatever. Keep at it. Keep fucking her and

A

Seeking revenge on her behalf? Is that your twisted plan-to wreak havoc in Jacob's life? You seem overly interested in his affairs and quite jealous too because he's accomplished

eyes sparked at my words, but infuriatingly, he didn't seem the least bit offended. I intended to provoke him, yet there he stood, wearing

"Wow! You're quite something,

smirked,

before lighting

Your boyfriend and I have unfinished business. There's much more he's going to lose from now on. Do me a favor, remember my name, will you?

and you won't leave here on your own two feet, Tyler. I'll shatter every bone in fucking your body." "And

stop..." I grabbed onto his hands, trying to pull him away. "That's exactly what he wants. He wants you to strike so he

he glanced at me, a smirk curling his

baiting Jacob. God, what could