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

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

wasn't his language, and I

question spilled out without a hint of hesitation as he inched closer. "Would you sacrifice her to

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

hand, halting him with all my

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 left. I refused to let him fight, especially when Tyler's intentions were

smitten, huh?" Tyler crossed his arms, a smirk playing on his lips. "Already terrified of losing her, Jacob? Your ex has been quite accommodating these days, using that mouth of hers to suck me off whenever I ask her and

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

his pocket. "I'm sending you a list of your investors who'll

snatched it up, his eyes 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,

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

snapped, unable to contain my frustration. "Fine, you're messing around with that twisted woman, whatever. Keep

A

behalf? Is that your twisted plan-to wreak havoc in Jacob's life? You seem overly interested in his affairs and quite jealous too

my words, but infuriatingly, he didn't seem the least bit offended. I

"Wow! You're quite something,

he smirked,

away before

lose from now on. Do me a favor, remember my name, will

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

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

clever too, Belladonna," he glanced at

baiting Jacob. God, what