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Chapter One Hundred Thirty Eight
Author: ARIA STERLING
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"Yeah, I'll do just that." Evans said as he walked into his living room. "Oh no, that is no trouble. I'll check up on it and get back to you. All you have to do is make sure the word doesn't get to them. Since you want it to be a surprise for her, then it's better not to spill, even to anyone close to the both of you." He said. He bent his neck leftward, using it to hold down the phone to his ears so he could pull off his wristwatch.

Asides that, he was tired, looking so exhausted that he also began to unbutton his shirt.

Soon, the person over the phone, ended the call, and he immediately put his phone down.

"Ahh," he let out a sigh in relief. "What a night." He commented.

Evans had just returned from Ryan's home, together with Turner and Monroe. Ryan who had been burning with rage, asked that they keep Monroe in his home. He had a warehouse where he could keep him hidden until he could think of the perfect punishment.

Now that he was home, he had the time and chance to think of e
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