Chapter 1812

However, Zayden was different.

Moss was no fool.

He could read a man like a book, and Zayden was an open one.

Zaydens hatred for Holden was no secret, and by extension, Melons fate wouldnt be kind if left in his hands.

Taking another measured sip of his wine, Moss turned to Zayden, his tone now cold and unyielding.

I wont work for you until I see that boy.

Trust is paramount between partners, Zayden said, his smile not quite reaching his eyes.

Melon is my nephew.

Surely you can trust me with his care? Moss drained his glass, setting it down with a deliberate thud.

Ive said the child is exceptionally bright.

He could be a valuable assistant to me.

Zayden scoffed, A child? An assistant? More likely a hindrance. Ive already arranged two capable assistants for you.

thats insufficient, I can provide

..

s ...

Moss fixed

trust, yet you

we should

welcome to restrain me again and seek another to

wont proceed without

tense silence settled in the air before

no choice; Moss

barely contained anger, Zayden summoned his

Melon here, he

Meanwhile, in another room.

small face was smudged with

idea what was happening outside the

stood on his toes at the washbasin to

fed him these past

took a tentative sip of the icy water,

hoping

he had his fill, he curled up in the corner of the room, hugging his knees

relentless, seeping

any heat, sleep

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