Chapter 1571:

A flash of irritation darkened Devonte’s expression. His grip on the phone tightened until his knuckles turned white.

“Get out!” he snapped.

“Huh?” Moira blinked, momentarily stunned.

Devonte’s patience snapped like a brittle thread. He grabbed the ashtray from the table and hurled it in her direction.

“Get out. Don’t make me say it again!”

The ashtray crashed onto the floor beside Moira, missing her eye by a fraction.

Fear shot through Moira like an electric current. Her heart pounded, and her forehead broke out in a cold sweat.

“Yes, Mr. Coleman. I… I’ll leave right away.”

She nodded frantically, her voice quivering as she quickly backed away. After Moira left, Devonte loosened his tie, his irritation palpable, and picked up the landline to call Tiffany. The phone rang endlessly, but there was no answer.

Felix and was cleaning the bottles when she received a call from

Melinda’s phone, were you planning to ignore my calls forever?” Devonte’s cold,

harsh, raw, and crackling

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up on the wrong side of the bed today?”

you proposed last time. Therefore, quit stirring up trouble and come

a delicate brow but

not satisfied?”

cleaning the bottle and stepped out of the bathroom, her

ever told you that you

exactly do you want, Tiffany?” Devonte roared

anything. I just want to say

“Oh, by the way, weren’t you looking for Clint?

Felix to Tiffany as he processed her words. A thought flickered in his mind—was

pressed the speakerphone button and beamed

Mr. Coleman from Star Entertainment would like to

other end of the phone, Devonte clearly hadn’t grasped what

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