Chapter 218

On the other side, after Craig Stockton lost contact with the other party, he was visibly on edge, pacing back and forth in his study nonstop. Curtis had been pretending all these years? Holding back for so long? No way he had zero ability—there's no way Craig was buying that. But why the long act? Could he have found out what Craig did before? No... impossible! Craig kept telling himself it couldn’t be, clinging to that lie for comfort—but deep down, he was freaking out. Because what if it WAS true? What if Curtis really knew? Then he was done for. Curtis wouldn’t just let it slide—he’d make sure Craig died in the worst way possible. Terrified at the thought, Craig’s hands trembled as he reached for the phone, frantically trying to get in touch with some mercenaries. He couldn’t die. Those people ghosted him—fine, then he’d handle it himself. He’d get his own protection. That day, Craig hit up all sorts of agencies, brought in a bunch of bodyguards and mercs, even reached out to some