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I swiveled in my chair as Blake entered the room Dressed in jeans and a navy button V-neck, he looked ruthless despite his casual attire

"What can I do for you, Landon?" His voice was clipped and his lips thinned into a tight line

"You can give me a moment with Miss Hathaway"

"Certainly We’ll be finished here shortly"

"Now"

"Is there a probleritted teeth

"You’re the problem"

With that, Max stood His chair rolled back and hit the glass ith a thud He glared at Blake, then left us and shut the door behind him

My heart beat wildly, a co Blake superseded by a gnawing fear that the deal with Max now hung in the balance If Blake was going to be this difficult with my affairs, ould Max even want to bother withon forhere?" I snapped

"I didn’t want to do this, but you didn’t leave me much choice"

"I told you, I’ve made my decision It’s basically done"

"Not nearly You haven’t signed anything yet"

"I fully intend to, so I suggest you take your compulsive tendencies and leave us be"

"It’s too late for that"

Oh no I hesitated A sinking dread overwhelmed me "Too late for what?"

"I’ve wired double the funds you need into your business account"

I tried to formulate words, questions that needed to be asked, but instead I stood there, slack-jawed and gaping at his audacity, which true to foruring out ways to give it back, because I’ll block you fro investors anywhere else in the city," he continued "You know I can"

"What if Max still wants to invest?"

"He won’t," he said with finality "No deal goes through here withoutit"

"Why are you doing this?" My voice quivered He’d effectively backed me into a corner I could think of other avenues, but I knew he’d already out-thought theh God knows he’ll try to tell you otherwise"