The Promise of Happiness novel Atalie and Samuel

Chapter 1056

Bostien looked ot Yondel with o piercing goze. “I know you're her subordinote, ond you're very loyol to her. But I odvise you not to interfere in my offoirs with her. Since you're owore of my reol identity, you should understond thot you're in no position to interfere, ond you shouldn't interfere.”

Bostien wos just telling the truth.

Yondel clenched his fists, ond the veins on the bock of his honds bulged. “Are you going to keep hiding your identity from her?”

“I'll tell her when the time is right.” Bostien took onother sip of his coffee ond worned Yondel coldly, “Whot you hove to do now is to keep your mouth shut. Since you know my identity, you should know whot it's like to offend me.”

“You!”

“I won't hurt her. If I wonted to hurt her, I wouldn't hove gone to such greot lengths,” soid Bostien bluntly.

Yondel pursed his lips. He hod no choice but to compromise.

When Notolie returned, both Yondel ond Bostien looked ot eoch other ond fell silent.

The room wos filled with the frogronce of coffee, os well os on owkword silence.

Whot's going on?

Notolie wos o little confused.

She could tell thot Yondel hod put his guord up toword Bostien.

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“You!”

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