But what choice did they have?
That evening, Jared still took Cecilia with him.
Cecilia soon realized Jared was meeting with a stranger—a young man, even younger than Theodore or Jared, with a cherubic, almost boyish face.
“This is Mr. Melvin Laurent,” Jared introduced him. “And this is—”
But before Jared could finish, Melvin broke into a wide grin at the sight of Cecilia. “Oh, I know her! Mr. Whitman’s beloved companion.”
Jared, usually so quick on his feet, was momentarily at a loss for words. “Well, uh…”
“Mr. Laurent, nice to meet you. I’m just a friend of Mr. Whitman’s and Mr. Jared’s, nothing more…” Cecilia replied cautiously, uncertain whether Melvin was mocking her or just trying to be friendly.
But Melvin didn’t wait for her to finish. Still smiling, he rose from his seat. “Mr. Jared, I’m afraid our little partnership ends here.”
Both Jared and Cecilia’s expressions shifted instantly.
Jared rushed to explain. “Mr. Laurent, we had an understanding! Why the sudden change of heart?”
Melvin’s boyish face was all innocence, but his tone was coolly dismissive. “Mr. Jared, have you forgotten our arrangement? We’re supposed to be working with Young Rossi. In the end, our people will have to face him. Your involvement, sure, that could be seen as a business move—crossing over to the winning side, putting profit first. But tell me, who does Young Rossi hate most? Don’t you know?”
At the mention of Young Rossi, Cecilia’s face drained of color.
She hardly dared step out alone these days and insisted Jared accompany her everywhere—she was terrified of Young Rossi.


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