Chapter 52 A Line Crossed
So this was their leverage–Charles’s downfall was now fair
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Tess had done time–she didn’t flinch, and she sure wasn’t picky about money. Cash was cash, and she wasn’t about to let it go to waste after everything Charles had just been put through.
Without hesitation, she stuffed the entire stack into his coat pocket.
It was the least she could do to make those drinks count for something.
The people who had just been mocking Charles all stared, eyes wide. Wait–she’s really helping him? Just like that?
Tess, for the first time, realized how heavy Charles actually was. He might look lean, but six feet of dead weight was nothing she could handle alone.
Thankfully, a few junior attorneys still had some decency. Quietly, they stepped in and helped her get him out of the room.
She never once looked up, didn’t even acknowledge the curious, calculating stares behind her.
“Who the hell is that?” The woman in red narrowed her eyes. “Charles has a girlfriend?”
Peter’s gaze locked on Tess’s retreating figure.
She was dressed plainly, just a simple outfit and a face mask hiding her features–but even beneath the loose clothing, her graceful silhouette was impossible to miss. That quiet elegance, mixed with something surprisingly alluring, made his eyes flicker with interest.
“So much for his squeaky–clean reputation,” he muttered. “Turns out he’s been hiding a little something on the side all along.”
“Now I’m really curious what’s under that mask.”
Jealousy burned in his chest, and he clenched his teeth with a bitter snap.
The woman in red’s eyes gradually dimmed, shadows pooling in her gaze as she stared at Tess’s fading silhouette. Then her attention shifted–toward a quieter, dimly lit corner of the room. Her heart sank a little with unease.
Finn said to teach Cameron a lesson. God, she hoped she didn’t screw that up…
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Chapter 52 & Lime Crowed
If anything, blame the women for showing up to damn fast
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Across the room, half–wiled in shadow, sat a man who exuded cold, refined power–like an aceberg carved in human form. From her angle, all she could see was his side profile–sharp. sculpted, emotionless,
Finn’s eyes stayed fixed on Ruby, his stare deep as a well and twice as cold, a chill radiating from him that could freeze air.
Behind him. Zane stood silent and still, practically blending into the darkness.
Follow her. Finn said, his voice low and laced with a mocking edge.
He let out a quiet scoff–one that dripped with danger.
Zane flinched, then quickly took off after her without a word.
Meanwhile, outside the bar, Tess was facing a problem of her own.
“Sir, could you help me, please?” she asked quietly, struggling under Charles’s weight.
The cab driver, thankfully, was kind. He jumped out right away and helped hoist Charles into the back seat, getting him settled without a hitch.
The weight lifted off her shoulders, literally, and Charles finally let out a breath.
“Boyfriend, huh?” the driver joked. “What’d he do―get into a fight with you and go drink himself stupid?”
Tess gave an awkward smile, about to explain. But then she noticed it–Charles’s brow suddenly tightening in pain.
Her heart dropped. And under the flash of neon from the passing streetlights, she got a clearer look at him. His face was ghost–white.
His lips were completely drained of color.
“Drive to the nearest hospital–now!”
Tess’s voice shot up, sharp with panic.
Eventually, she sank down into a corner, curled her arms around herself, and silently begged -Layla, please don’t wake up yet. Not yet.
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