The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 769

His confession had instantly morphed into a denial.

He admitted to orchestrating the entire thing but blatantly refused to call it pulling strings.

I frowned, determined to dissect his logic. "Then how did you know I wanted it?"

"Because..." Before he could get another word out, his ringtone echoed sharply down the hall.

He glanced down at the screen, a scowl flashing across his features as he immediately hit reject.

But the phone lit up again instantly. This time, I caught a glimpse of the caller ID. It was his father.

"That has to be important. You should take it," I urged him.

His father was the patriarch of the Sterling family and the acting chairman of the Sterling Group. He was perpetually swamped with corporate affairs and rarely involved himself in minor issues.

If he was calling now, and aggressively double-dialing after being rejected, it was a massive emergency.

Ferris's scowl deepened as he finally swiped to answer. "Dad."

"What the hell are you playing at? You sent someone to the precinct? Are you completely out of your mind? Do you realize what this does to our relationship with the Thornes—" I was standing so close I could hear his father's furious shouting through the receiver.

That was all I managed to catch before Ferris dropped my hand and paced several feet away, turning his back to me.

His face was a mask of cold, calculating authority. He kept his voice low, but a few fractured sentences drifted over to me. "The alliance was dead anyway. Do you have any idea how much they've been doing behind our backs? Dad, listen to me. This is how we handle it. We sever every single tie right now, or their sinking ship takes us down with it."

He lowered his voice further, and the rest of the conversation dissolved into an unintelligible murmur.