The Billionaire's True Heiress From Fake Jewel to Real Crown novel Chapter 1689

Barrett was furious with himself for being so useless. Trapped and at someone's mercy, he could only buy brief windows of freedom by agreeing to sell his body.

Fortunately, guys of his specific build weren't in high demand here. Plus, since Flora had Silas locked down as leverage, she felt perfectly safe letting him walk around occasionally.

Leaving that marker was the absolute most he had been able to accomplish.

Barrett couldn't do anything else.

Claire gave him a thumbs up.

"You're incredibly resilient, Barrett. You knew how to adapt. Leaving that clue was the only way we could find you and ensure your survival."

As for whether he had to sell his body, that was irrelevant.

Besides, he hadn't actually gone through with it yet, right?

And even if it came down to the wire and he was forced into it, she doubted a dedicated agent like him would let it break him.

For people in their line of work, completing the mission trumped everything.

Besides, he was a guy—it wasn't like he was the one taking the worst of it.

Barrett rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Please don't mock me. If Captain Carl knew what I resorted to, he'd kick me out of the FIB himself."

In Barrett's eyes, Silas had taken the brunt of the damage strictly to save him. If he hadn't been dead weight, Silas probably could have completed the mission solo.

Now look at the mess. Not only had he dragged Silas down, but he was tarnishing the FIB's reputation.

If the other departments ever found out about his 'heroic' exploits here, they'd laugh the FIB out of the building.

*Ugh, I should just apply for a desk job when I get back!*

A six-foot-tall, muscle-bound operative practically whimpering in the corner was a bizarre sight.

"I doubt that. He'll probably just be moved by the sacrifices you made to keep him alive."

Claire thought Barrett was actually highly resourceful.

If he hadn't made those sacrifices, Silas would likely be dead by now.

"How are your injuries? Do you need me to take a look?"

When she saw Barrett's photo earlier, his face had been covered in blood. There was no way he healed that fast.

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