“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 a rough

steer

year, we’ve been living off our past earnings

Mr.

a job from an old client out of desperation—we had no other

five million dollars in three days for just providing some muscle as

how deadly it would

Mr.

only he

brow furrowed, her mind

venture

notorious for

had their share

exactly did you do for this

Clive’s expression darkened.

“Mr.

a gambling event on an

stakes had escalated to their very lives! They were stranded on the island without a means of

is this island?” Hannah pressed for

but before he could speak, a knock sounded at

bearing bottles of

“Mr.

the wine

guests have

wine, Maloney and Dotson entered one

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