Henry
“Henry!” Hendrick calls me. I was in my home office, reflecting on everything I had and what was going on.
“Hi.”
“Kelvin is in Italy,” Hendrick says uneasily.
“Have you found out what she wants? Why doesn't she go back to Germany, where she belongs?” It was true, I was fed up with her.
“Not yet, but she came accompanied.”
“Who with?” It would be perfect if she were with someone other than Patrick so she wouldn't bother me anymore.
“We don't know yet; the cameras couldn't capture the face.”
“Damn it, Hendrick, our men aren't managing to do anything right.” I punch my desk.
“I know,” Hendrick says. “But at least we know their father ordered the attack on Liz's house.”
“What?” I shout. I already knew they played dirty, but I didn’t know they would go to this level.
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