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I snap looking to drake, he frowns

“You think?”

“But why do it in the first place?”

The cook asks also interested

“Because of the man that is actually behind it, he never gets his hands dirty, always the puppeteer and never the puppet. Heaven knows what he has over her”

Drakes face falls

“I could have stopped it, I could have stopped this entire thing by just taking the fucking number”

All the colour drains from his face, I snort shaking my head

“Hell no, it was either you dump the number or I dump the number. No way in hell would I ever allow some girl to chat you up”

He chews his lip, but I could see him still blame himself as his eyes slowly water. The woman comes back and hands me a folder

“I copied everything, if there is anything else we can do please let us know”

They both felt so genuine, I smile taking it

“Thank you both so much, it’s so helpful”

She sm