Reborn In a Murderer’s Embrace

Chapter 155

“He’s running over to our place to discuss work issues? That sounds more like a threat than a meeting.” I scoffed.

“The guy insisted on seeing you today, said if he couldn’t… the deal’s off. He’ll partner up with Mr. Henry instead,” Eric said with hesitantly.

I knew Dexter’s game all too well. After Colin forced him to his knees today, he wouldn’t rest until he restored his bruised ego.

“Let him wait then. Tell him Colin and I aren’t coming home tonight,” I said with a hint of anger in my voice. “If push comes to shove, just unleash the dog.”

Dexter was petrified of dogs. Hailey mentioned he was bitten as a kid.

Eric fell silent, probably frustrated by the situation.

After a pause, he spoke again. “Ma’am, our partnership with the Fitzgerald Group is crucial Even if it falls through… we can’t afford to make enemies.” He said.

Eric knew it was a tough spot, but the business world was nothing like playing house.

I stayed quiet and massaged my temples.

I studied finance so I know that it was always about profits in the marketplace; there were no things like lifelong enemies.

If Dexter teamed up with Henry, life would get even tougher for Caleb and me. Henry was probably already plotting against Caleb and me.

probably for the best you’re not coming home today. Things have been a bit sketchy around the house with some suspicious characters lurking. I suspect they’re Mr. Henry’s men. They won’t let this go easily. You

furrowed. Were they really going to make a move?

there, bare as the day he was born. The water was dripping down his skin, and his hair was soaked. He really… didn’t see me

looked away, ending the call. “Could

but this was hardly the time to appreciate

it was legal

I’ll never understand the logic of the

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clothes on!”

I scolded him, and

his back… those scary scars were

overall allure. Rather, they

at Colin’s angelic face when

fall from grace like Lucifer, rebelling against

pulled on his pants, looking up at me with big, sad

respond, but my fingers involuntarily traced the scars on his wrist. They were left

he mark

a literal explanation, but my head