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Chapter 23

    At that moment, Jason’s gaze was icy enough to cut ss.


    “Bro, I just ran my mouth off. Please don’t exile me to the sticks again. I’d never live it down.” Jason’s


    smirk sent shivers down Bryce’s spine.


    With a brittle grin, Bryce pleaded, “Come on, don’t banish me. I will infiltrate E’s camp for you and do


    some snooping to get her real thoughts.”


    The mention of going undercover softened Jason’s expression slightly.


    Having promised to spy for Jason, Bryce sought out Estre the next day. In thew firm, Estre was


    sorting files alone, working overtime. Bryce pulled up a chair beside her.


    Bryce had been shadowing her all morning, and Estre scoffed, “Spit it out if you have something to


    say. Don’t stick to me like gum. I’ve got work to do.”


    Bryce leaned in, whispering, “Estre, what’s your real take on Jason? What’s your n?”


    Estre replied dryly, “He is the boss. What opinion or n could I possibly have?” She knew Bryce


    hade for this very reason.


    Bryce pressed, “Come on, don’t be so evasive. Give me the straight dope, so I’m prepared.” “Why


    should you be prepared? Are we an item?” Estre said, flipping through her case. files. “Whatever


    Jason’s thinking, just tell me straight. No need for secrecy. I can handle


    it.”


    Estre’s response fired Bryce up. Rolling up his sleeves, he fumed, “Jason has crossed the line. Last


    night, I criticized him for his dealings with Serene, and how sending her home was wrong. He didn’t


    appreciate it, didn’t see his mistake and even red at me. That look was like he wanted to y me


    alive. Estre, I’lly it on the line for you. Jason absolutely wants a divorce. If I can’t persuade you


    today, and you don’t agree to it, he’ll


    make me pay.”


    Before Estre could respond, Bryce continued, “Jason’s no saint, so let’s just call it quits. We’ll make


    sure to get a hefty settlement from him. And don’t pay any mind to those fortune-tellers’ words. They’re


    all chatans. You have been kids ourselves for over twenty years. So you still think kids are that


    good? Worstes to worst, I’ll be your


    son.”


    Bryce’s offer met Estre’s indifferent nce, “No thanks. I wouldn’t take you as a son even if you paid


    me.”


    Bryce, trying again, asked, “Estre, what’s your stance now? You still want to stick it out with Jason?”


    Casually typing, Estre answered without a ripple in her voice, “Tell Jason if he’s got the


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    divorce papers ready, I’ll sign whenever.”


    N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive ? material.


    Bryce’s eye’s lit


    up, “That’s the spirit, E. Men are a dime a dozen. Don’t worry, E, I’ll make get the best deal from


    Jason.”


    Sure you


    With Estre’s assurance to sign the papers, Bryceforted her and left humming ‘a tune to report to


    Jason.


    Facing Jason’s desk, Bryce slouched back, legs crossed, boasting, “Bro, E said if you’ve got the


    divorce papers ready, she’ll sign anytime. She’s fed up with this sham, and if you want to be with that


    bimbo, she’s all for letting you be.”


    Behind the desk, Jason snapped his pen in half. “What else did Estre say?” Jason asked.


    Bryce cleared his throat, shifted his posture, and borated, “E also said that you pushed her into


    bing a twice-married woman for no good reason, so you owe her financially. Thepensation


    has to be substantial. She won’te near you, or mention your chapter in her life, to save you any


    difort.”


    The more Bryce spoke, the heavier Jason’s heart sank.


    Bryce, lost in his own fabrications, thought he was achieving great feats. Jason’s silent response to his


    storytelling prowess prompted Bryce to add, “E’s being more than fair. You’ve got the money, so be


    generous with the divorce. People will speak highly of your magnanimity, or else they’ll only remember


    your infidelity. Besides, your new fling doesn’t hold a candle to my E. You’ve got to make it worth


    E’s while. Give her something to soothe her pride.”


    Bryce kept referring to E as “his,” while Jason just watched silently. Bryce seemed oddly enthusiastic


    about the impending divorce.


    As Jason stared at him without saying a word, Bryce raised his eyebrows and asked, “Did I handle this


    issue right for you? You’ve been trying to divorce for two years without sess, but I sorted it out for


    you as soon as stepped in.”


    “Indeed.” Jason replied with a grin, keeping his real emotions hidden.


    Bryce added, “Keep in mind thepensation just mentioned to you. After all, you’ve known E for so


    many years.”


    “Definitely.” Jason responded.


    As Bryce met Jason’s gaze, he sensed the mood was off. Jason wasn’t ted about the sessful


    separation.


    Jason rhythmically tapped the desk, “Bryce, you handle this well, and I’m also pleased with your recent


    work ethic and results.”


    Bryce, caught off-guard by the sudden shift to work matters, quickly said, “Thanks, bro. I’ll keep at it.”


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    hapter 23


    Jason then mentioned, “Lately, thepany decided to sponsor the construction of 50 primary schools


    in rural areas for free. I think you would make a great leader for this project.”


    Bryce was stunned, “Bro, I mean, Mr. Jason, I…


    Jason’s nce stopped him cold, “Any objections?”


    With that look, Bryce felt a chill, shaking his head frantically, “None whatsoever. How could I possibly


    object.”


    “Pack your bags. You’re hitting the road with the crew at 3 p.m. today.”


    “What? Today at 3 p.m.?” Bryce had thought he’d have at least a few more days to make some moves,


    to plead his case or wait for Jason to cool off. But there was no time given. Damn, that was ruthless. It


    was past noon already, and he barely had enough time to pack.


    Jason observed Bryce’s despondent expression and added, “In line with ourpany’s phnthropic


    ethos, I want you to be fully involved in the construction of those 50 schools. You’lle back when


    they’re all built.”


    “Bro, is it because I asked for too much money? If that’s the case, you can cut my pay, man. I’ll go talk


    to Estre about it.” Bryce was on the verge of tears.


    Fifty schools. Bryce was sure it would be the end of him.


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