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.

he murmured, his eyes half-closed

locked up? Wondering who's actually serving his

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

how he's been able to live so

this because I need a favor from you once we're back." Sheryl responded, "I'm at your service." "Once we're back in Solana City, I need you to make

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

case anything happens, I cannot allow

I cannot have him killed either." Justin closed

said, "If he dies under mysterious circumstances, it

a prison

manage the transfer."

Nodding, she said, "Okay.

Just then, her phone

at it and

later, her expression shifted

up?" Justin

Justin." Sheryl inhaled sharply, tightening her grip on

assign to