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.

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 and the young master should be

Were they really

he was born. The water was dripping down his skin, and his hair

forehead instinctively and looked away, ending the call. “Could you maybe get dressed before

he had an impressive physique, but this was hardly the time to

it was legal to look.

fell silent and took a deep breath. I’ll never understand the logic of the insane, “Just put some

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Chapter 155

clothes on!”

scolded him, and he quietly slipped into his

scars were demon’s crawls, which

overall allure. Rather, they were like cracks on precious

you only looked at Colin’s angelic face when he

fall from grace like Lucifer, rebelling

up at me with big, sad eyes, as

the scars on his wrist. They were left by his

why would he mark himself with such a symbol.

non–repeating.” He offered a literal explanation, but