“Even if you’ve got nothing to add, you owe me an explanation.

What’s the real reason?” Hannah pressed.

Clive lapsed into silence for a moment before finally speaking, “Something serious went down a while back.

We lost comrades, and Mr.

Vargas nearly… nearly didn’t make it out alive.

“What?” Hannah’s brows furrowed in disbelief.

“Were you involved in some shady business without my knowledge?”

Upon hearing this, Clive flinched, his silence unbroken.

Hannah’s frustration peaked at his reaction.

“Fine, if you won’t tell me, I’ll contact Franklyn right now.

Seeing her reaching for her phone, Clive acted swiftly to halt her.

“Don’t call Mr.

Vargas!”

He the explained, “Actually… It’s not Mr.

Vargas’ fault.

but his business has hit

us to steer clear of

year, we’ve been living off our

Mr.

took a job from an old client

supposed to be quick money: five million dollars in three days for just providing some muscle as

how deadly it would

Mr.

only he and three others

brow furrowed, her

Franklyn venture

was notorious for its

and Bryson also had their share of

do for this client?” Hannah

Clive’s expression darkened.

“Mr.

claimed it was a gambling event on

to their very lives! They were stranded

this island?” Hannah pressed

but before he could speak, a knock

entered, bearing bottles of

“Mr.

the

guests have

Maloney

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