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Chapter 13
CHAPTER 13 DECLAN’S POV “What the hell, Declan? There’s no damn way she’s surviving out there and making it to the office in an hour. She has never been out here, you’re putting her life in danger, Declan.” Claus ranted worriedly, his expression was set in a drawn look and he kept glancing out of the window. “She’ll never make it, Declan.” “Pipe down, Claus.” I chastised flatly. “You’re beginning to get on my nerves.” “Oh, f**k that, Declan,” He exclaimed nonchalantly. “You’re ignoring the obvious here and she was just a minute late. What’s the big deal? You come forty-five minutes late for the most important of business meetings.” I tried to stop him, but Claus wasn’t done gabbing. “Once, there was a peace treaty meeting, Declan, a f*****g peace treaty. You came two hours late!” I sa
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