Can’t Win Me Back

After saying that, Justin turned and marched off.

Zachary's expression darkened.

He frowned and pressed the call button on the table.

A moment later, his secretary walked in.

He greeted respectfully, " Mr. Dutton." "This nephew of mine has been getting out of line lately.

It's time for alittle reminder," Zachary muttered, lowering his head.

The secretary stepped forward without hesitation, extending his palm as Zachary pressed his cigar against it, extinguishing it with a single, calm motion.

"Once you finish the tasks at hand, I need you to head to Solana City.

Meet with someone there." After leaving Kings' Club, Justin remained silent the entire journey to the airport.

His silence unnerved Sheryl, causing the hairs on the back of her neck to rise.

Justin was usually a man of smiles, but when his lips were tight, it meant that something serious was brewing.

aren't you?" he murmured, his eyes half-closed and lips

Wondering who's actually serving his

you don't want me to." "T arranged for a scapegoat to take Zachary's place in prison, securing his

been able to live so freely." Justin smirked,

we're back." Sheryl responded, "I'm at your service." "Once we're

want you to get that scapegoat out of that place." "Get him out?" "According to my men's reports, he hasn't been too compliant in prison

anything happens, I cannot allow him to remain imprisoned

have him killed either." Justin closed

voice, he said, "If he dies under mysterious circumstances, it would cause more problems

are a prison

sure you can manage the

Nodding, she said, "Okay.

it.” Just then, her

it and

later, her expression shifted to one

Justin asked

Justin." Sheryl inhaled sharply, tightening her grip

had me assign