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Burn those who burned me!

Hunted 67

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updatedAt: 2025-11-11

“Burn those who burned me!”

Jameson shot Edward a cooled re. You could clearly tell they were not on the same page, and I

had no time for games.

“VP Lawrence, with all idue /irespect, it idoesn’t /iilook /iilike /iiyou /iand iyour /iichairman /iare ion /ithe isame /iipage/ii. /iI came here for one reason onlyi; /iiI /iwant to iwork /iwith ira /iRouleau. If she’s not here there’s ino /ireason I

would be.”

As we turned to walk out, Edward spoke again. This time with urgency in his tone.

“Ch–Chairman wait! iLook/i, we never said ira /iwouldn’t ibe /iihere/ii./ii” /i

I stopped walking and turned slowly, staring directly at Jameson.

i“/iiIs /ithat right?”

As Jameson red back at me, Edward continued.

“Well, of course. iI /imean iwith /iiall /iidue /iirespect/ii, /iiafter /iishe’s /iifinished /iiwith /iiher /iidegree /iishe’s /iiof /iicourse /iigoing /iito /iwork for iher /iifather’s /ipanyi. /iThat istands /iito /ireason idoes /iiit /iinot/ii?/ii” /i

He had a point, in fact that was the whole reason I decided on this meeting. I assumed she would naturallye here once she graduated. Jameson decided to chime in, this time his expression was more rxed and his tone slightly smug, although you could still see the subtle hint of annoyance.

“Edward is iright/i. iMy /iidaughter /iiwill /iiundoubtedly /ie ito /iiJGP /iiafter /iishe /iigraduates /iifrom /iiLexington/i, so iif /iyou want to work iwith /iiher /iiyou /iiwill /iihave /iito /iiwork /iiwith /iius/ii./ii” /i

My annoyance reached its breaking point. I’was curious though, something told me Jameson had no idea about what his daughter had aplished during her two years at Lexington so far. I decided

to put that theory to a test.

“Tell me something Granger, iare /iiyou /iiaware /iiof /iiwhy /iI’m iso /iinterested in your daughter?”

Jameson’s face twisted up, and at that moment, he realized he never even asked WHY or WHAT my

interest in ra was.

Scoffing, he began to speak.

“Look Taylori, /iI’m afraid I don’t have time for riddles. Whatever your reasons, the matter still stands, ira /iiwill /iibe /iat JGP so if you want to work with her, you’ll have to make a deal with us.”

Edward looked at his partner with exasperation, clearly this wasn’t how he wanted this meeting to go, but Jameson’s arrogance overpowered it.

I let out a light chuckle and scoffed.

“iYou /iireally /idon’t know ido /iyoui?/i”

I looked over at Edward who now looked as if he wanted to faint. Suddenly, I noticed an invitation

on the table for a g. I walked over and picked it up reading its contents. It looks like Granger was throwing a graduation G for his precious mediocre daughter. Just then, an idea formed in my

head, smiling smugly I walked over to Jameson.

“This gi, /iiis /iira /iigoing /iito /iibe /iithere/ii?/i”

Before Jameson could answer, Edward interjected.

“Of icourse /iishe /iiis/ii! /iiShe’ll /iibe /iithere /ito icelebrate /iiher /iisister /iigraduating /iihigh /iischool/ii! /iiIn /iifact/ii, /iithis /iiinvitation /iiwas /iifor /iiyou /iias /iiJameson /iiwas /iihoping /iito /iiinvite /iiyou /iiafter /iiwe /imade iour /iideal/ii. /iiIsn’t that /iiright /iiJameson/ii?/i”

Edward looked over a

his partner with nervous eyes. I chuckled slightly.

i“/iiHigh /iischool /iihuh/ii? /iiI’d /iialmost /iiforgot /iishe /iiand /iira /iiare /iithe /iisame /iiage /iisince /iira /iihas /iialready /iipleted /itwo iyears /iiof /iicollege/ii./ii” /ifna9da Original content can be found at f?ndnovel/fna9da

Jameson’s face twisted up, he knew exactly what I was insinuating. Speaking with Edward but keeping my eyes on Jameson, I continued.

i“/iiI’ll /iitell /iiyou /iiwhat/ii, /iiafter /iiI /iimeet /iiwith /iira/ii, /iiI’ll /iimake /iimy /iidecision/i. iThe /iiproposal /iwe ihave /iiwould /iilock /iJGP in on a imulti/ii–/iibillion/ii–/iidor /iideal /iifor /iiresearch /iiand /iimedicinal /iicreation/i.”

Both Jameson and Edward’s eyes bulged. ‘Did that catch your attention Granger.‘ I nodded to Owen; it was time to go. I’d wasted enough time on this jerk.

Owen looked over at me with slight amusement, he knew better than anyone what working with ra meant to me and was eager to see what my next n was. Handing him the invitation I made

a request.

“Find out everything you can ion /iira’s /irtionship iwith /iiher /ifatheri,/i”

Owen smirked.

“I assumed you mean ithe /irtionship he doesn’t want people to know about.”

I faintly smiled at Owen; he knew me too well.

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