Stephan's message to Maurice was loud and clear—stay away from Felicia.
The way he had gone about it was domineering, protective, and unapologetically bold, leaving no room for negotiations. It was a warning as plain as day.
Maurice scoffed and replied lazily, "Off-limits, eh? And what if I decide to touch her anyway?"
His subordinate wiped the sweat from his brow and reminded cautiously, "Mr. Glovers, with all due respect… She's not into you. You know what they say, forcing it just doesn't work."
"Forcing it doesn't work, huh?" Maurice mumbled, then chuckled. "Well, I'm not trying to make it work. I'm doing it just for the sake of doing it."
His subordinate choked on his words, unable to argue. He thought to himself, "Damn it. The logic is twisted, but somehow, it still makes sense."
Still, was it really okay for his boss to go against Stephan openly like this?
The subordinate racked his brains and made one last attempt. "Mr. Glovers, there are plenty of beautiful women out there. If you wanted, you could have them line up around the block. Why put all your eggs in one basket? Especially this one?"
Maurice burst out laughing again. This time, it was a deep, resonating laugh that made his chest heave. It was as if he had just heard the funniest joke in the world.
The rest of his men were completely baffled by his reaction.
After some time, Maurice's laughter faded. He dropped his gaze and muttered in a very soft voice. If one didn't pay attention, one would've missed it entirely.
"They're not her, and there won't be another like her…"
Sure, the world was full of beautiful women, but there was only one Felicia Fuller.
…
Felicia found a safe spot to stop and helped the Fuller couple settle in. She handed them bottles of water and some food. Finally, she took out some medical supplies and passed them along, instructing them to treat their own injuries.
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