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Chapter 42

Asher's POV

“What the bloody hell are you saying?” I shouted, my tone a bit high. My hands trembled as I gripped my phone, and then in a sudden burst of anger, I stoned it against the wall. The phone shattered, pieces scattering across the floor. This is all wrong. I never expected this.

“Dammit,” I cursed as I ran, scratching my head in frustration. Could this get any worse? I thought this was all too much to process. I slammed my fist against the wall.

“Shit” Arlo had warned me about this shady investment.

I clenched my teeth, barely able to suppress my anger. “Argh!” I screamed as I stomped my foot, the action doing nothing to ease the tension coiling within me. I’m so screwed. If I didn't fix this, I wasn't the only one in trouble—my family was at risk too.

“Fuck!” I kicked at the scattered pieces of my phone, the sharp edges cutting into some part of my exposed skin. How could I have been so stupid? I banged my head against the wall, the pain a dull counterpoint to the chaos
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