Reclaimed

Aurora brought Maxie to meet with Damien and together they worked out a plan. After nailing down the details, Maxie went to talk to Baron at his house as they had discussed. 

The front door to Baron’s house was shut and all curtains tightly closed. There were some angry civilians and journalists outside of the house, yelling at the door and asking Baron to come out. 

Maxie took a detour and went behind the house. There was a back door. After 3 knocks, the door opened a crack and revealed Baron’s face. 

“Get inside! Quick Baron hissed, grabbing Maxie in. 

He had aged significantly in these past 3 days. His eyes were bloodshot and there were messy stubbles on his chin. 

Even with the window shut and the drapes closed, they could still hear the angry cries from the outside, which must be an emotional torment for Baron. 

“What took you so long!” he hissed. 

Maxie’s face was cold, “I wasn’t sure if I wanted to meet with you We got nothing to talk about.” 

“WHAT?” 

Baron gasped in disbelief, widening his eyes as though this was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard. 

“You fucking betrayed me, Maxie! You gave my account book to Damien and that fucking bitch Aurora! I trusted you with this and this is how you godman betrayed me!” 

He paced around the room anxiously like one trapped dog. 

“Why did 

you 

betray me? It makes no sense. We are on the same boat! You and me! We are a team! Did Damien and Aurora force you into this! They must do. It was only reasonable- 

Maxie gasped, “They didn’t force me anything! I gave them the account book myself. Voluntarily!” 

Baron halted in his track abruptly. 

His face twisted in rage. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

“…What?” he gritted. 

“We are