Chapter 583:

Just as desperation began to creep in, his phone buzzed with a message from Joyce.

“Have you thought it through?”

The sight of her name made his blood boil. His grip tightened around the phone, his knuckles turning white.

He didn’t want to think about it. But as his options dwindled, he felt the walls closing in. He’d been hanging by a thread, down to his last roll of the dice.

The weight of her words—be Joyce’s slave—hung over him like a guillotine. Joyce wasn’t just offering help; she was dangling it like bait, knowing full well the humiliation it would cost him.

That evening, as Daniela left work, Alexander waited for her outside.

“What do you want?” Daniela asked, her tone laced with disdain. Just the sight of him seemed to sour her mood.

“I need to talk.”

If he had to swallow his pride, he’d rather do it in front of Daniela.

ten

Daniela raised an eyebrow.

need it

pay you back with interest.

looked at

has the stories you

history, do you really think it’s appropriate to come to me? Or do you think

mouth to respond, but Daniela cut him off

divorced, Alexander. What makes you think you have the right to ask me for anything? Do

of her words sharper than

asking for charity. I said I’d pay you back—with

retorted, “Do you think I need your interest?

didn’t. He

I’ve run out of options,”

who else to

Daniela’s frown deepened.

cold indifference was like a dagger to his

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255