Chapter Seventy Two:

"What are you doing here?" Oliver who had just walked into his private suite in his favorite bar asked when he turned the lights on and saw Amanda on his bed.

"Shocked to see me?" She raised a brow and flashed a smile. As she changed her position on the bed so she now sitting.

"You're supposed to be in jail," Oliver frowned.

"Yeah…supposed to," Amanda chuckled before scrolling her eyes. "But I'm here now and that's all that matter right?" She raised a brow.

"Come on, why do you look like you're not happy to see me?" She flashed a smile.

"So why are you here?" Oliver asked, sitting on a sofa opposite the bed.

"Is that supposed to be a question?" Amanda frowned. "Anyway….since you abandoned me and left me to rot in jail…. I'm here to repay the favor," Amanda said pulling out a gun and pointing it at Oliver. His hands quickly flew up and he was down on his knees.

"What the fuck are you doing? Th….that's a gun. It could hurt me or even kill me," he said, his voice shaking a bit.

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