CHAPTER 20
Author: Albs Pen
last update2025-11-06 20:55:20
“Miss Marion,” Joe panted, bending slightly at the waist in a formal bow.

His voice carried a blend of urgency and deference. “Please, I need your company’s account details immediately.”

Jessica blinked, startled out of her reverie.

“My… account details?” she repeated, her brows knitting in confusion.

Joe straightened, still catching his breath with his hand clutching a small folder tight against his chest.

“Yes, ma’am,” he said quickly. “I’ve been instructed to transfer a certain amount to your company’s account — financial support, specifically to help reinstate your firm. The funds are ready for disbursement right now.”

Jessica’s lips parted slightly.

For a moment, her mind went blank, unable to process what she was hearing. “Wait… what? What did you just say?”

Joe drew a deeper breath, regaining composure. He smoothed a crease from his sleeve and lowered his voice as though sharing a secret.

“That’s not all, ma’am,” he said carefully. “I was also instructed to
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