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.

I

..

s ...

tense as Moss fixed

yet you dismiss

we should reconsider

me again and seek

I stand firmI wont proceed without

tense silence settled in the air before

choice;

contained anger, Zayden

Melon here,

Meanwhile, in another room.

was smudged with

no idea what was

his toes at the washbasin to drink

guards had barely fed him these past few

sip of the icy water, shivering as

to drink more, hoping to dull the gnawing hunger

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

cold was relentless,

heat,

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