Chapter 863



But then a new thought struck Kallie. Suddenly, she grabbed Clayton’s wrist nervously. ‘Did Brysen come with you? Did you see her?’

‘Brysen?’ Clayton feigned confusion. ‘Did she come with us? I didn’t see her.’

‘Oh no,’ Kallie shivered and nearly lost her balance. Neal’s reaction was even more intense. ‘What does that mean, Miss Nixon, is Brysen in danger?’

A wave of anxiety swept over Kallie, every beat of her heart resonating with her fear.

Anything could have happened to Brysen.

‘I don’t know,’ Kallie replied, her voice shaking as if caught in a storm.

Neal’s face drained of colour, his eyes reddened with mock despair. He knelt before Clayton, his vulnerability evident in every line of his face.

‘Mr. Morgan, please send someone to get her. I love her deeply and I want to be with her. We’ve even planned to get married. It has to be right.’

With that, Neal buried his face in his hands, his sobs echoing in the tense silence that surrounded them.

Kallie blinked, her heart aching at the sight of Neal. He seemed to care about Brysen in a deep way, which set off a spiral of complicated emotions inside her. Maybe she was overthinking everything.

Clayton ignored Neal’s emotional display, focusing his attention on Kallie and offering her support.

‘Your hands are so cold,’ he commented, brow furrowed in concern. ‘You’ve tried too hard today. Leave the rest in my hands. I’ll take care of everything.’

Kallie shook her head, determination sparking inside her.

‘No, I need to see Brysen safe and sound. Until I know he’s okay, I won’t have peace of mind.’

Clayton nodded with understanding.

‘I understand. She’s your assistant and you care. I’ll reach out to my contacts and do everything in my power to find her. If the police are willing to help, everything will be easier.’

Lαtєst chαptєrs in gąlnovels.ćom ‘But first, you need to go back and rest.’

Kallie felt the weight of his words, nodding.

Before she left, she glanced at Neal, who was still crying. She sighed softly to herself. If Neal’s love for Brysen was genuine, it would be a real shame. Kallie hoped Brysen was safe. Although Kallie was upset with Brysen for revealing his itinerary to Clayton, she didn’t want anything bad to happen to him.

Brysen had worked for her for so long.

After Kallie left, Clayton approached Neal, a smirk on his face. He kicked him lightly, laughing as he said, ‘Stop the theatrics. She’s already gone.’

Neal tilted his head back, his expression eerily calm, a cryptic grin playing on his lips. He turned toward Clayton, his eyes wide with anticipation, as if desperately seeking a nod of affirmation.

“So, Mr. Morgan, how did I perform? My acting wasn’t too shabby, was it?”

Clayton, visibly impressed, responded with a firm nod.

“Excellent. You’re astute and adaptable. Continue to excel like this, and you’ll find yourself well-compensated.”

Thrilled by the acknowledgment, Neal jumped to his feet, his eyes sparkling with enthusiasm as he stood attentively by Clayton’s side.

“By the way, Mr. Morgan, I’ve handled Brysen. She won’t be a problem any longer. I’ve ensured she’s completely under control.”

Clayton’s eyebrows arched, his interest clearly piqued.

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