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."

intentions rang with an ominous tone, leaving a sense of foreboding in the air. What ulterior motive was this

last time. 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

Violence wasn't his language, and I

as he inched closer. "Would you sacrifice

I could muster a reaction, Jacob's enraged roar filled the room, his fist poised to strike. "You

his hand, halting him with

softness flickered in his eyes, maybe because they had seen the fear in mine. "Could you step outside for a moment,

him fight, especially when Tyler's intentions were glaringly evident

losing her, Jacob? Your ex has been quite accommodating these days, using that mouth of

chuckle. "You're causing a scene in my damn office all for her? I have no illusions

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 evening. Brace yourself

vein in his neck

Jacob's visible reaction confirmed that

my boyfriend, huh?" I finally snapped, unable to contain my frustration. "Fine, you're messing around with

A

you trying to play her savior? 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

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 a

"Wow! You're quite something,

smirked,

away before lighting

meet again. Scratch that-there's no doubt. 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? It's Tyler, and I'd

one more word, 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 you to try,"

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

Belladonna," he glanced at me, a

God, what could