The Reclaimed Rose (Annalise and Steven)

Chapter 703

Zane and I returned to the office together. I sat on the couch and tried to recall everything that had happened between my mother and that prick.

The more I thought about it, the calmer I became.

Back then, my so-called father had bullied my mother and me, pushing his luck every chance he got. But I was just a kid—I couldn't keep Otis in prison for long.

Now, I was no longer that powerless child. If Otis dared to cross me again, I wouldn't show him any mercy.

Determination flickered in my eyes. I pulled out a stack of documents from my drawer-it was evidence of all the shady dealings he had been involved in since his release.

After taking a deep breath, I contacted a courier. When they arrived, I handed over the documents and instructed them to deliver them to their destination.

After confirming the courier had left, I headed upstairs, stood by the floor-to- ceiling window, and took out a pair of binoculars. Peering down, I saw the courier veer off to a side street, stopping next to a parked car before handing the documents to someone else.

I lowered the binoculars and scoffed.

It seemed that he still hadn't adapted to the modern world even after all these years.

still required a physical handover-a method that was not only risky but prone

that, I turned on my computer and

over and asked, "What

some clowns

a

constantly on

does seem a bit

deal." I casually patted his arm. "You're busy. You should focus on your

to handle. There was no need to involve Zane and

composed I was,

but halfway through, another thought struck me. It wasn't wise to leave so much money just sitting in

laptop, and started researching

project—one no one

analyzed the target

and then

I had

the market drafted

done, I contacted a manufacturer to begin production and