Chapter 64
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“He has a clean surface profile,” the assistant continued. “But underneath, it’s messy. Multiple relationships. Questionable business ties. Known for getting close to married women under the guise of ‘professional connections.’”

Leon felt his chest tighten again.

“Is he close to Mia?” Leon asked.

"Actually, sir...he isn't the kind of guy... I mean, he's a dog-"

Leon’s fingers tightened around his phone.

“Just get to the point,” he snapped. “What do you mean?”

On the other end, his assistant inhaled quietly, as if choosing his words with care. “Boss… the number belongs to someone named Wayne Shephard.”

Leon frowned. The name sounded unfamiliar, yet oddly sharp, like a blade hidden under silk. “Go on.”

“He studied abroad for several years,” the assistant continued. “He returned to the country only a few days ago. According to our records, he has been trying to get in touch with Madam Quinn for some time now.”

Leon’s jaw clenched. “Trying how?”

“Indirectly at first,” the assistant repl
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