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    “Alright,” Belinda replied.


    “I’ll reach out to Johnson to tell him about this and see how Niko’s doing.”


    She pulled out her phone and dialed Johnson’s number.


    “Hey, Belinda, what’s up?” Johnson answered the call promptly.


    cing the phone on the coffee table, Belinda switched to speaker mode.


    “Johnson, how is Niko doing now?”


    Johnson replied,


    “He’s still locked up here. I’ve questioned him a few times but haven’t decided what to do with him yet.”


    Belinda said,


    “Have you looked into Niko’s background?”


    “Not yet. Why? Is something off about him?” Johnson became a bit anxious upon hearing Belinda’s question.


    Belinda exined,


    “I’m not sure. But Holley just came to me, asking for leniency on Niko’s behalf. She ims Niko’s father saved her life once.”


    Johnson let out a surprisedugh.


    “This ties back to Holley? I’ll have a chat with Niko and see what I can find out.”


    Belinda nodded.


    “Good. Lucas is also looking into the connection between Holley and Niko’s father.”


    “I’ll keep you posted as soon as I learn anything,” Johnson said.


    “Alright,” Belinda replied.


    After the call ended, Johnson returned to a cozy private room in a café. Today, Zoie had asked him to meet, saying she had something to discuss.


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    As he entered, Zoie greeted him with a warm smile.


    Settling onto the sofa across from Zoie, Johnson said,


    “Alright, what’s this about?”


    “I need a small favor,” Zoie began, her tone earnest.


    “It’s my aunt—she’s relentless about setting me up with someone. I told her I was already seeing someone, but she thought I was making it up. Now she’s demanding to meet you to verify we’re actually together. So, I’m hoping you’ll help me with this.”


    Her voice carried a touch of resignation as she exined her predicament.


    Johnson let out a sharpugh, tinged with scorn and detachment, as he processed Zoie’s request.


    “First it was your parents, then your uncle, and now an aunt? Who’s next—your cousins?” he said.


    Zoie’s smile faltered, her confidence shaken by his biting tone. She realized she might have gone too far, gradually probing Johnson’s limits.


    In truth, she was methodically assessing how much he would tolerate. Initially, Johnson had been entirely amodating, which had led her to push beyond eptable boundaries, presuming he would consent to her every suggestion.


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