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Chapter 119: Threats on son

Author: Glory Tina
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Imela's POV

"I came to pick you up from work, but Joe told me you had already left. You didn't tell me you wouldn't be in your office. I brought Ocean home on my own." Oliver pulled away from the loving kiss.

It was the first thing he welcomed her home with. Since Ocean's enrollment, they have gone together to pick him up from school, except today.

"I'm sorry. I had a meeting with Chan, and I forgot to put you on speed with it."

He paused and stared at her before asking, "Chan, the detective? Is everything okay?"

"Yes." I nodded with a smile. "I know about the McCann brothers, and you don't have to say anything; it's all being handled," I assured him, watching his emotions move from surprise to anger to confusion.

The only reason the brothers tried to bully me a month ago was because Oliver wouldn't respond in the way they hoped, and they thought they could sway his wife instead. I wasn't Ivory Plane, and their greatest mistake was thinking I was.

He stared into my eyes as if he
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