196. The Duel...
Adding more sugar to his coffee, Sam had his gaze on Silvan who was occupying the couch in his office. “You can make a cup for yourself.” He said, returning to his swivel chair. “No, thanks, I was asked to steer away from caffeine, it makes it difficult for me to sleep.” Silvan replied with a little smile tugging the side of his lips. Sipping from his mug, Sam kept staring at Silvan. “It seems something interesting is scribbled on my forehead.” Silvan said, staring at the screen of his phone. Sam’s incessant stares made him uncomfortable. “Not at all.” He paused, leaving his mug on the table. With his hands clasped in front of him, he leaned forward, “I was just wondering why it happened out of the blue, you know.” He leaned back into his seat, drumming his fingers against his table. “Come on Silvan, don't you think you're going too far with this.” This time around, Sam was on his feet with his hands resting on his waist. Ever since Naya relayed the message of Liam's possible b
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