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.

was cleaning the bottles when she received a call from Devonte, who was using Melinda’s

were you planning to ignore my calls forever?” Devonte’s cold, mocking laugh rumbled through

harsh, raw, and crackling with

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wrong side of the

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

delicate brow but

still not

finished cleaning the bottle and stepped out of the bathroom, her voice

anyone ever told you that

want,

want to say goodbye

Then, with a mischievous smile, she continued, “Oh, by the way, weren’t you looking for Clint?

shifted slowly from Felix to Tiffany as he processed her words. A thought flickered in his mind—was she using

Tiffany pressed the speakerphone

Coleman from Star Entertainment would

the other end of the phone, Devonte clearly

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