Chapter 67

“Morning.”

Caspian nodded to Harlow and went quickly upstairs.

In the guest room, Cillian had just finished his IV. He was lying in bed with an iPad, reading emails.

“Will your firm collapse if you don’t work for one day?” Caspian walked over and snatched the iPad away.

“Why are you here again?”

“Yo...

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