Chapter 70 A Punishment For Them

• Hardin's POV
• Sitting on the chair in my room, going through some documents concerning shipments of goods in the previous month. I noticed that there was a loophole in the total amount of income that was realized. I heaved a sigh as I thought of who would have the guts to steal from me, but I would not know unless I gathered them all and asked them. Whoever did this will be brutally killed. I whispered as I tossed the paper away to the other side of the table, forcing out a breath. Not long after, my mind wandered off to Freda and I wiped my face with my palm, trying not to think of her.
• I took a deep breath as I tried to change my thoughts, but each time I tried, it only got worse. “Perhaps a drink might help,” I murmured out loud as I stood up from the chair, heaving a sigh. I walked slowly towards the door and just as I was about to go out, my phone began to buzz. I walked back to where I kept it and picked it up to check who was calling. “Why is he calling?” I asked as I made a scrunching face. I hissed, tossing the phone on the bed, and went out of the room to get a drink.