StartNovelChapter 875
Zachary let out a low chuckle.
"Classic move, Mr. Sanders-burning the bridge right after crossing it, huh?"
Melvin's expression turned grim. His voice grew heavier.
"You think we pushed Vivian too far? She's the kind who always goes all-in. That kind of recklessness... even you
and | can't match it."
Vivian had always lived by one rule: Go down fighting than live with humiliation. That was just how she operated.
Zachary raised an eyebrow.
"You're worried she'll do something drastic?"
Melvin narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distance.
"She's done it before. Don't tellyou've forgotten how ruthless she can be."
The memory hit like a cold wave—sharp and jarring.
Flashbacks tore through Zachary's mind.
Brutal.
Unforgettable.
His whole body tensed, and his voice dropped a register.
"How could | forget? Those few days after it all went down... | barely made it out."
Zachary saw the shift in his expression and knew he hadn't forgotten. None of them had. It was a scar that
hadn't healed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"She'll get what's coming," he said, calm but deadly. "And I'll be there to see it." Melvin exhaled slowly.
"I've got a bad feeling about this. I'm keeping Sasa at hfor the next few days just in case."
"I'll send a few more people to keep watch on your end," Zachary said.
Melvin didn't respond. His silence was agreement.
Presidential Suite - Pine Mist Island Hotel
"Mr. Spencer?"
The woman blinked, clearly startled by what he'd just said.
Leon smiled, but his eyes held an edge.
"What's wrong? Don't want to go?"
A cold sweat broke out down her back. She quickly forced a smile and leaned in, trying to please.
"Of course not. I'd never dare go against you."
Leon laughed softly and hooked a finger under her chin, leaning in close.
"You makesound like sviolent tyrant who kills anyone that crosses him. Am | really that scary, baby?"
Before she could answer, he let go and turned to leave.
The moment his back was to her, she let out a quiet sigh of relief.
Someone like her didn't stand a chance against men like him.
Let's be honest—if one of these power players really wanted to crush her, it'd be as easy as stepping on an ant.
Leon's driver pulled up smoothly outside Mirage Bar, a high-end bar known for its exclusive crowd.
After stepping out, Leon motioned to the driver and opened the back door himself. With a slight bow, he
extended his hand inside.
A slender, fair hand slipped into his.
He helped her out of the car and immediately pulled her into his arms, his hand wrapping around her waist like it
belonged there.
Then he strutted inside like he owned the place.
The booming music hit like a wave The woman flinched, unused to the noise With both her hands locked in his
grip, all she could do was grit her teeth and stay silent. s
He brought her straight to the bar.
The bartender was already putting on a show, spinning bottles mid-air. When he
saw them, he didn't even blink—just grinned.
"Leon! New girl already? When did that happen?"
Leon spun his sleek black card between his fingers and smirked.
"Just felt like a change."
The bartender chuckled.
"Sdrink?"
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"Give her a Bloody Mary."
The bartender flipped two glasses into the air and caught them with practiced
ease.
"Coming right up."
The woman stayed silent from start
to finish. Not that she had a
choice and truthfully, she was too scared to risk saying the wrong, thing. s
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