Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 447

S3–Chapter 45

Flavian’s POV

I knocked on Bonfim’s office door and entered. He was sitting behind his desk reading a case file and looked up as soon as I walked in, greeting me in good spirits.

“Good morning, Flavian. What’s on the agenda today?” Bonfim asked cheerfully. Like me, he loved his job.

“Chief, I need a favor,” I said, knowing only he could help me. Bonfim got up, went to the coffee maker, and poured two cups, placing one in front of me.

“Sit down and tell me about it. If I can help, I would be glad to.” That was what he had been doing since we met – always helping

1. me.

“My father is coming with the mission of getting me kicked out of the police force, and it seems he has already talked to the Secretary of Public Safety,” I said in one breath.

“And why does your father want that?” Bonfim was meticulous and always wanted to know the reasons behind things.

“Because he wants me to work at his company.”

“Hmm. From what I know, your family is quite powerful, my friend.”

“Did you do your homework, Bonfim?” I had never talked much about my family with him, or with anyone for that matter.

“Of course I did. I looked into your background as soon as my team informed me that the chief from Bellwood would be collaborating with our investigation. When I invited you here, I already knew everything about you. And I’m sure you did the same regarding me when we met. We’re cops, we only surround ourselves with those we trust,” Bonfim stated matter–of–factly.

“As they say, it takes one to know one,” I laughed with my colleague who had become a friend, and he laughed with me. Obviously, I had also looked into who Chief Bonfim was. “Can you help me with this?”

“Yes, I can. I’ll call the Secretary, but he might want something in return. He’s an old fox,” he chuckled.

“As long as it’s not illegal, I’ll do anything,” I declared firmly.

“I’ll let you know as soon as I have confirmation,” Bonfim said, and I stood up to leave. “But I want something in return too.”

“Come on, Bonfim, are we friends or not?” I looked at him as he was laughing. Bonfim was too laid–back for a police chief, always joking around, but I liked that about him.

“That’s exactly why I want something. It’s nothing major, I’ll tell you later,” he was still laughing, and I was almost certain he was going to dump some boring investigation or holiday shift on me.

During lunch, Bonfim finally gave me the answer I had been waiting for. He had called the,Secretary of Public Safety.

“Listen, I talked to the Secretary. He said your father is determined to get you expelled from the police force,” Bonfim informed me, and I had no doubt about that.

“Man, what’s wrong with parents? Why can’t they understand that their children need to follow their own path?” I huffed, thinking about all the connections my father had to pull just to get me out of the police force.

“Some parents think they know what’s best for their children. Generally, we do know, but we forget that children have autonomy, their own will, that they need to make their own mistakes and achieve their own successes. And in this eagerness to protect children from the world’s pain, some parents forget that children learn to manage on their own and are happy with the choices they make,” Bonfim spoke with all his experience as a father of four.

“Are you that kind of father?” I laughed, knowing well who was really in charge at his house.

“You think I’m allowed to think I know anything? My wife is the one who knows it all at home,” he laughed. “But she believes in teaching our kids to fish rather than giving them the fish. She’s a teacher, after all.”

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*15 BONUS

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“Damn it! I complained “Teaching, Bonfir? Hell, I don’t have the patience to teach anyone anything.”

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