Chapter Thirty Six.
Jayden's POV
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Forty-eight hours. That was the deadline I gave her.
The Elyxion director sat at her desk, her shoulders too square, lips too thin, pretending she still had control.
But I’d already flipped the chessboard over.
The only thing she was controlling now was the slow breakdown of her dignity.
I didn’t wait for her to say anything else. I turned on my heel and stepped out of her office, letting the door shut behind me with a satisfying click.
Then I exhaled.
Not because I was tired.
But because my patience had officially run out.
Sylvester had run off like a scared dog, and the director was now caught in a scandal so thick, she could drown in it. Still, none of this felt over. There was still a storm brewing under my skin, and it wasn’t going
