Wife by Day, Boss by Night by Thalia Quillspeak

Chapter 258

Brian was on edge, fiddling with his tie, the noose of his office antire fealing like it was choting the breath

from him

The moment he stepped out, troutile seemed to zero in on Natalie like bees to honey

Natalie abhorred the overbearing shadow of a bodyguard talling her every move, so had ordered them to keep their distance.

It wasn’t until Bradley had dropped a casual, yet alarming note earlier that afternoon, mentioning Gracia’s sudden interest in Natalie, that he became privy to the lurking danger

Dangerous individuals were always hunting for a chance to mess with her life.

But from this day forth, he was determined to broadcast the peril of toying with Natalie.

He scrolled through his contacts, found Enoch’s number, and dialed, pressing the phone to his ear.

A few seconds passed before the line crackled to life.

“What’s got you calling me out of the blue?” Enoch’s voice was light, tinged with amusement. Amidst the background noise, Brian could make out the dulcet laughter of women. He figured Enoch was likely in the

middle of some exclusive gathering.

“Bro, I’ve got an urgent matter that needs your attention. Can you spare a moment?” Brian asked, his voice

carrying a rare urgency.

Enoch, the reputed top dog at the precinct and Brian’s cousin, was a man whose shoulders bore the weight of greater responsibilities than their cousin, Remington. Despite his frequent presence in Streamville, family reunions were a rarity.

The phrase “urgent matter” was not one Enoch was accustomed to hearing from Brian. Even if he had been swamped, he wouldn’t have been able to turn a deaf ear.

After a moment of consideration, Enoch excused himself from the clutches of his company and stepped onto the balcony for privacy. “What’s going on?” he asked, his tone now serious.

Natalie watched as two more

black trench coats, broad–shouldered and robust, stepped out. A few patrolling officers approached

recognized one of them.

Enoch’s sharp instincts kicked in, and he looked up to catch

two daughters. Enoch was the only son of his elder daughter. And Brian was the son of the other daughter. This made Brian the younger of the two.

Enoch realized the extent of Brian’s predicament.

his word, Enoch was there to offer his help. There was no question of backing out

her neck and declared, “This could be classified as a first–degree burn. The

1/2

15:18

Chapter 258

Chapter 258

his tie, the noose of his office attire festing the

moment he stepped out, trouble seemed to zero

a bodyguard tarling her every move, so held ordered them to

Bradley had dropped a casual, yet alarmning note earlier that afternoon, mentioning Gracia’s sudden interest in

were always hunting for a chance to mess with her

from this day forth, he was determined to broadcast the

scrolled through his contacts, found Enoch’s number, and dialed, pressing the

before the line crackled to

the blue?” Enoch’s voice was light, tinged with amusement. Amidst the background noise, Brian could make out the dulcet laughter of women. He figured Enoch was likely in the middle of some exclusive

urgent matter that needs your attention. Can you spare a moment?” Brian asked, his

weight of greater responsibilities than their cousin, Remington. Despite his frequent presence in Streamville, family reunions

phrase “urgent matter” was not one Enoch was accustomed to hearing from Brian. Even if he had been swamped,

and stepped onto the balcony for privacy. “What’s going on?” he asked, his tone now

watched as two more cars pulled

broad–shouldered and robust, stepped out. A few patrolling officers

she recognized one of them.

instincts kicked in, and he looked up to catch Natalie’s gaze from the window above.