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Chapter Seventy-Three: Goodbyes
Undercover Ostrich.Single chapter. Also, for those who wanted translations in the earlier chapters, you can remove the book from your library and then select it again; the changes should now reflect (If not clear cache), and you will have the translations on the author's note. Thanks for reading! \^o^/
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“I have to say, it's really hard for me to do this. If I'm being honest, I didn’t think I could. So, will you take care of the company in my name?”I press when all he does is glare coldly at me.I hate that I want to retract my words, but I can't.A sneer on his lips rises despite how soft my words are."Are you fucking with me, Olivia?""No. Never. Me? I think our fucking days are over.”"Watch your tone."At his curt response, my lips clamp shut. He is right though; this isn’t the place for humour.One of his hands crumples the document.“I needed to get a lot of signatures from the board, so treat that with care.”I say, gesturing to the document.When he raises his hands to tear it on my face as if to spit on my efforts, I speak once more.“I did make a copy that I can make infinite copies from, so you tearing them apart won’t make much of a difference, but I will not deliver the document replacements next time, Matte-.”Before I can finish, he drops the hand holding the document
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Lyle, noticing my discomfort from Victoria’s hands on my shoulders, grabs her wrist, earning pointed glares from her guards as they each reach for their weapons."Why are you touching me? You are Matteo's dog, aren't you? Know your place."Victoria reprimands."I-""It's okay."I say to Lyle, its better if she doesn't know Lyle belongs to me.Lyle nods and removes his hand from Victoria."I don't know if he will change his mind..."I say in an attempt to change the topic, but at my tone, her nails dig into my skin, causing me to wince."Trust me, okay? Just come to Matteo's, and let's go through with the plan, okay?"I nod to her words."Okay, fine. Thanks, Victoria."When I say this, her hand leaves my shoulders."Your phone?"She asks with the same arrogance as Matteo."I- I lost it in the crash, and I haven't had the heart to get another one."She clicks her tongue and hands me her card."Call me in an hour on that line. You need a phone; we need to keep in touch for this to work."
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