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Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 164
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Chapter 164

Eventually I drag myself out of bed and take a shower, put on fresh clothes, and then venture out to the

main room.

James is sitting at the table with a laptop open. Being Aaron’s second in charge keeps him busy. It also

looks like he’s texting someone. I want to ask if it’s Aaron, my wolf is pushing the words to the tip of my

tongue, but I stubbornly swallow them down.

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“I’m going to the corporate floors,” I tell James. “I’ll be fine on my own.”

He se nds me an absent nod, too immersed in whatever he’s working on to worry much about what I’m

doing.

Lucky, because I’m not planning on going to the corporate floors at all. I’m going to the restricted floor

where I spent weeks working alongside Liam, developing multi-billion dollar Al technology for the

military, and hoping I get some answers about where things are at, and how its been running since

Liam is dead and I was in a coma for six months.

Dennis had proven to be very capable, and I’m sure he has managed just fine without either myself or

Liam here to oversee things. However, before that night Liam had tried to take everything and been

killed for his efforts, the project had been nearing completion, almost ready to hand over to the military.

So has there been some kind of delay?

Or has the project finished and been delivered?

And if so, what exactly has happened to the billions of dollars Roberts Corp was meant to be paid for

the contract?

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It certainly isn’t in any of our accounts.

Plus Aaron-even managing the packs and business remotely as he had been-would have noticed and

been suspicious of a sudden multi-billion dollar influx to our bank accounts.

I tap my foot impatiently as the elevator takes me up to the restricted floor-again, only because I

scanned my hand print. Aaron sure has stepped up security on this place since Liam’s betrayal.

The elevator finally arrives on the restricted floor, and I’m required to scan my hand a final time before

the door will even open.

When they slide apart and I step out onto the floor, I immediately stop, gasping at the sight I’m met

with.

This was not what I was expecting.

I never imagined this is what I would be fac ed with….