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CHAPTER FORTY THREE

NICHOLAS’s POV.

As soon as he ends the call, I fling my phone on the couch and ball my hands into a fist. How dare he talk to me in that manner? Does he know who I am?

The more I think about it, the more angry I get. How dare he? So now Michelle thinks she can speak to me as she wants because her little boyfriend is acting like a boss?

I am quite sure he doesn’t know who I am and that’s why he must think that I am on the same level with him.

Oh, how I will hold him and tear him into a million pieces.

I pick up my phone to call her again but I decide against it, I really do not want to hear his annoying voice again.

The opening of my door jolts me out of my train of thoughts and I see Pete and Winston walk into my study.

“Master” they both bow lightly.

“I don’t remember calling for you” I tell the two of them as a frown appears on my face, “why are you here?”

“A ruckus is going on at the pack house, master” Pete answers and the frown on my face intensifies.

“What
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Loyce Mtonga
such a douchbag....
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