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Chapter  99

JAME'S POV

The glass of Macallan Rare Cask in front of me remained untouched.

The club lighting was a little too dim—as usual, not enough to tell the actual color of what I was drinking.

I looked around casually.

I had lost track of how long I have been sitting here, waiting for just one person... Gregory.

A quick glance at my watch reminded me... It was about forty-five minutes since I arrived here.

The noise around me was deafening, laughter and conversations blending into a single vibrant hum.

I pulled out my phone despite doubting that it would help.

The first call didn’t go through.

I cursed under my breath and tried again. Nothing.

The third attempt met the same fate, and frustration began to knot in my chest, tightening with every passing second.

I rubbed a hand down my face, clenching my jaw.

What the hell was going on? Why would Gregory decide to be unreachable now of all times, especially at such a crucial hour of the day? I know what I had to abandon to be here myself.

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