Chapter 111
Author: Stherie Night
last update2025-12-22 21:25:26

The boss, Mr. Lay, glanced at John.

The look was brief, but heavy with displeasure, enough to make John tense instantly. His face drained of color, and he half rose from his chair, as if putting physical distance between himself and the trouble might somehow help.

“I–I don’t know him,” John said quickly, his voice a little too high. “Truly, Mr. Lay, I have no idea who this man is. He’s not part of our appointment.”

He then shot a sharp look at Tyson, his gaze hardening, panic barely disguised as anger.

“We don’t know each other,” he said coldly, his teeth clenched. He pointed at him aggressively.

“If you’ve walked into the wrong room, you’d better leave now. Before you regret it.”

John stood fully, taking a small step forward, trying to look brave.

“Who are you, really? And who sent you here?”

Tyson did not answer right away.

He stood casually, both hands clearly empty, his expression almost bored. He listened to every word John said with calm indifference, as if the threats were noth
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