Irresistible Boss Succumbing to Your Touch (Maria Anita) novel Chapter 470

S3–Chapter 69

Flavian’s POV

I spent days trying to smooth things over with Manu. I was certain she suspected something; she had been very quiet and withdrawn, always too tired or with her face buried in some book decided to take her for a weekend at the same farm resort where we celebrated her birthday. A weekend just for us, without terruptions. And it was perfect. She started smiling again, and we spent the weekend inseparable, reconnecting, although she still seemed suspicious of something

On Monday, I entered the police station with a purpose: to resolve this problem that was Sabrina. I needed to handle this situation. But I had barely arrived when I was surprised by news that deeply irritated me.

“Flavian, unfortunately, I don’t have good news,” Bonfim looked me as if studying me, thinking of the best way to deliver the message.

“What is it now, Bonfim?” I dropped my pen on the desk and leaned back in my chair.

“The governor wants you transferred back to Bellwood, and the Secretary is having trouble convincing him that you should stay here. The Secretary will probably give in and transfer you.” Bonfim dropped the bomb all at once.

“Damn it! My father has no limits. This is his doing, I’m sure of it. I huffed.

“I think so too. But I don’t know what to do. I asked the Secretary to insist on keeping you here, but he’s facing a lot of resistance from the governor.” Bonfim didn’t need to explain; I knew well that the governor wouldn’t want to lose such an influential ally as my father.

“Bonfim, keep pressing the Secretary. I’ll see what I can do.” I needed to think of something.

“Are you going to talk to your father?”

“That would not help. But maybe I have some friends who can help Check with the Secretary what he can do and if there’s anything I can do, please.” I asked my friend, who looked at me with concern.

“I’ll keep trying.” Bonfim left my office, and I sat there thinking.

When Bonfim returned to my office, I was just finishing updating Henry about the search for his father, but Bonfim had apparently made it his mission to be the bearer of bad news that day. He hadn’t made any progress, but I needed to prevent this transfer.

After Bonfim and Henry left my office, I thought about it some more and couldn’t see any way out. I would need to ask a favor from a friend. I didn’t like doing this, as I believed friendship should be free from personal interests, but I needed help and had to ask.

I picked up my phone, called Patrick and scheduled lunch with him and Alexander. At the appointed time, I was already waiting for them at the restaurant.

“Well, look who it is! The all–powerful Detective Flavian Moreno gracing us mere mortals with his presence,” Patrick arrived joking around.

“You’re such a clown, you know that?” I replied, and my friend laughed. “How do you put up with him, Alexander?”

“I honestly don’t know,” Alexander laughed.

“Oh, come on, you both love me!” Patrick sat down, full of confidence. “Flavian, for you to call saying you needed something, it must be really important. What’s going on?”

“I’ve got a pretty big problem on my hands,” I sighed.

“Another one?” Alexander laughed. “Man, I don’t know what could be worse than an ex–wife who’s no longer an ex and a tyrannical father.”

“I guess nothing could be worse than that. But the thing is, my tyrannical father decided to ask the governor to transfer me back

1/2

$3–Chapter 69

to the Bellwood police station…” I started to explain.

+25 BONUS

“No need to say more,” Alexander interrupted me. “I’ll call the governor. Patrick, your father could call too. He knows the governor, and two people asking for the same thing is better than one.”

“Of course! I’ll talk to my father, and he would be more than happy to do it. He disagrees with how your father tries to manipulate you all,” Patrick commented. Our fathers were friends but Patrick’s father was always complaining to my father about how he did not treat his children with respect.

“I owe you guys! I don’t even know how to thank you,” I said, feeling relieved.

“Are you kidding, Flavian? You don’t owe us anything. In fact, I’m the one who owes you–you’ve already saved two of my children, my wife, and me,” Alexander declared. “You’re our guardian angel; you need to stay close to us.”

“Thanks, man! You guys are the best.” I was feeling a bit more at case, knowing I had good friends I could count on.

By the end of our lunch, Alexander and Patrick assured me they would resolve the situation and keep me updated. I returned to the police station more relaxed, even knowing they would have a power struggle with my father.

As days passed, the situation turned into complete chaos. It was like a tug of war, with my father on one side and Alexander,

furious. Patrick and his father, Henry, and Melissa’s father on the other. My father called me,

“You had the nerve, Flavian, to turn one of my friends against me my father said as soon as I answered the phone.

“I did not do anything like that,” I said, leaning back in my chair.

Verify captcha to read the contentVerify