GoodReadChapter 86: Allison's eyes remained fixed on Colton's slack jaw, completely ignoring Melany, who seemed like
nothing more than background noise.
Funny, Mr.
Stevens, how quick you are to spread rumors, he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
It almost makes you wonder if you envy those who close deals using more... physical assets.
It may not be that the sting of rejection still lasts.
Maybe when you tried, no one bit.
Her lips curved into a cold smile, her gaze pierced him.
No wonder all your partners are ancient relics.
You can't seem to handle the younger, more attractive guys, right? You asseveryone shares your trashy
tastes.
He mocked her, but Allison didn't feel the need to defend herself.
Defending yourself had bectedious, especially for those who had already decided who you were.
Instead, she delighted in returning their toxic games, letting them stew in their own filth.
People's opinions of her were nothing more than a reflection of their own twisted minds.
Colton's assumptions only revealed the ugliness festering in his heart.
This woman.
How dare she humiliate him like that Urgh.
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Colton groaned, trying to speak, but all that cout were muffled, pained sounds.
Noticing the knife in his hand was dangerously close to her tongue, Allison moved it up slightly, sending a jolt of
terror up her spine.
Her eyes widened in panic, silently pleading for Melany's help.
But Melany stood frozen, like a statue, with fear rooted to the spot.
A-Allison... You're crazy! Melany stammered, her voice shaking as she backed away.
She watched in horror as Allison rose to her feet, each step deliberate, slow and heavy with the inevitability of a
casket lid closing.
Colton's desperate eyes no longer meant anything to her.
The instinct of self-preservation had kicked in.
She stumbled over her words, trying to sound authoritative but failing miserably.
Get away from me! What are you thinking? Are you seriously planning to murder someone in broad daylight?
There are cameras everywhere.
You won't get away with this.
Her threats sounded more like the whimpers of a frightened child, totally ridiculous to Allison.
Relax, Allison replied, bowing her head.
I'm not doing anything drastic.
I'm just having a little fun, giving you two a taste of your own cowardice.
It's funny, isn't it? The loudest barkers are usually the worst biters.
His eyes turned steel and his tone hardened.
You want in on the Everett Group deal, no? Well, here's what | propose: drown out that inflated pride of yours,
Really swallow it, and maybe he'll take it into account.
He let out a cold, disdainful laugh.
Money doesn't move me, but watching you drag yourself around That's priceless.
As she stared at Colton, she realized that the boy who once promised to marry her was long gone, replaced by
that sorry excuse for a man.
Memory loss had robbed him of his past, but what was left was a completely disgusting man.
Out of the corner of his eye, Kellan, who had been silently observing the entire ordeal, had an expression of
amused fascination.
The way Allison had moved before, so precise, so sharp, hadn't changed one bit.
Allison was still the same, always determined, always demanding.
To others she may have played the role of an ordinary woman, but beneath the surface, her true nature was as
sharp as ever.
And it suited him well.
A gem as bright as hers was not meant to be soft.
She was made to cut.
Miss Clarke, why bother losing a position in the Everett Group with trash like them.
Kellan's voice dripped with condescension as he leaned nonchalantly on his hand.
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Let them take you to trial.
I will make sure you have the best legal team in town.
Trust me, Colton will be the one to pay you for the damages when he's done.
| wasn't bragging.
With her resources, winning would be easy, and turning the whole thing into a scandal that would dominate the
headlines for weeks would be even easier.
Allison sighed, her frustration clear.
Let's leave it.
A business is not worth working hard for.
They're pathetic enough.
Turning to Kellan, he let a mocking note slip into his voice.
Do you really think that Mr.
Stevens, with all his pride, would dare to show his face after a woman beat him up? His words were like salt on
an open wound.
His tone was light, but the sting was unmistakable.
He has nothing left.
If anyone finds out, they'll be laughed at.
Colton sat there, jaw hanging awkwardly, eyes burning with fury and humiliation.
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