Chapter 71

I suppressed the disgust churning in my chest and trailed my hand along the wall, feeling my way out of the fitting room. However, Samuel stepped in front of me and ordered, "Change into your clothes and come with me. I'll transfer you 50 thousand dollars." "No need," I said sharply. My response didn't faze him. He grabbed my arm, firing off questions one after another, "Why are you listening to Leonardo? Were you with him last night? The sales assistant said you came in his car before 7:00 am!" Even so, I didn't bother explaining. "Could you not interfere with my work, Mr. Jackman?" I retorted. I was stirring the pot, and I knew it. At this point, Samuel and Leonardo's friendship was hanging by a thread. Of course, it wasn't because of me. It started the moment I orchestrated the confession to Yvette. The relationship between Samuel, Leonardo, and Yvette had been peculiar yet oddly peaceful. I knew very well how close the two men were. Even in my past life, they had managed t