Chapter 77

~Grant~

Derrick shot up from his chair, his fists slamming onto the desk, the sound echoing sharply through the room.

"You bastard," he hissed.

"If you dare lay a finger on her—"

I held up a hand, cutting him off.

"Relax, Derrick. No one's going to hurt her. Unless, of course, you refuse...

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