Sixty three

Devon reclined comfortably in his chair, exuding an air of nonchalance and complete lack of fear in anticipation of Edwin's furious entrance. In fact, he casually averted his gaze with a derisive smirk etched on his face.

A disapproving snort emanated from Edwin as he stormed into the office, his bloodshot eyes locked onto Devon. "So, it's you, huh? Travis' buddy, living the dream, I presume."

Devon's lips curved into a taunting smile as he met Edwin's gaze. "And it's you, the loser." He shot back, his response accompanied by a chuckle.

With an air of aggression, Edwin advanced toward the desk and slammed his hand down, creating a resounding thud. "Do you think I'll let any of you get away with this?! This place is mine, and I won't allow you to snatch what belongs to me!"

Devon's expression remained composed, his tone unshaken. "Rather than focusing on that, perhaps you should dedicate some effort to uncovering your father's identity from your mother. Then, you can lay claim to what'
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