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Chapter 145
Chapter 145
There was silence as Mpumi was thoroughly thinking about her decision. The Hill family had asked for her help to bring Dion back home. The ball was in Mpumi’s court.
She then turned to Bowman, looked at him dead in the eye, “You fired me and then I left. I left your son and your darned company, so you can have all the control you wanted. As soon as I’m gone, your son goes missing? None of you knew where he was until I came along. I came back and I found him. You should be thanking me.”
Mpumi continued, “In fact, you should be begging me to help you and your little precious son.”
“I am begging you, Mpumi—”
“Not you, Liam. I want Mr. Bowman Hill to beg me himself.”
Bowman simply scoffed. He couldn’t believe the audacity of the girl. How dare she demand him to beg?
“I see that proud smirk at the corner of your mouth, Mr. Bowman Hill.” Mpumi sa
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