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.

insufficient, I can

..

s ...

air grew tense as Moss fixed

trust, yet you dismiss

we should reconsider

again and

wont proceed without the

the air before Zayden

no choice; Moss expertise

contained anger, Zayden summoned his

Melon here,

Meanwhile, in another room.

face was smudged

no idea what was

stood on his toes at the washbasin to drink

these past few days, tossing him some rock-hard

sip of the icy

more, hoping

curled up in the corner of the room, hugging his

was relentless, seeping into

any heat, sleep

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