Chapter 162.

Jim’s POV

My gaze narrows as the mysterious figure approaches our table, a puzzle piece out of sync with the tranquil ambiance of the spa. Their words hang in the air, an unsettling reminder of a past that, until now, seemed neatly tucked away.

"Jim, Anastasia, long time no see. I believe we have some unfinished business." The stranger says, not taking note of Kendra and Joel

My jaw tightens at the mention of unfinished business, a phrase that dredges up memories I'd rather keep buried. The stranger's smirk adds a layer of enigma to their presence, as if they hold the key to a door I thought was securely locked.

"Who are you? What business are you talking about?" I ask the strange figure

"Ah, the man of the hour. I'm someone from your past, Jim. Someone you might have conveniently forgotten." He says

The stranger's tone is laced with a blend of amusement and bitterness. I exchange a quick glance with Anastasia, who shares my bewilderment.

"Look, I don't know who you are or what you're