Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Chapter 205

Across the street, not too far from the curb, the sleek black Aston Martin sat with its window halfway down. In the backseat, Chris's eyes twinkled with a mischievous glint as he smirked. "Is she Joshua's girl?" he asked.

Beside him, Leo nodded. "Yeah."

Chris smirked again. "She's got some serious luck on her side."

"Those two guys with her Gotta be the bodyguards Joshua set up," Leo added.

Chris, intrigued, remarked, "She's a knockout, no wonder Joshua's got her on a pedestal."

Leo chuckled. "That lady's the only chink in Joshua's armor."

Chris's eyes clouded with darker thoughts as he looked away. "Joshua messed up my plans. I owe him a little payback."

The project had drained him of time and money, only for Joshua to ruin it at the last minute, leading to heavy losses that almost wiped him out. This score, he was determined to settle.

Allison, huh? Let's see if your luck holds up this time.

At the police station, Allison made a quick phone call. Within minutes, the officer handling her case got a call from his superior. After he hung up, his demeanor shifted to one of respect. "Ms. Allison, we've officially opened an investigation for attempted murder based on your report. You can leave for now. We'll update you as soon as we have new information."

Allison nodded. "Thank you."

a call from an unknown number. The voice on the other end was anything but friendly. "I hear you're taking

frowned slightly.

do you have time to drop by for

"And you are?"

chuckled, "Blake. I own London's

name well. She needed the company's

was listed

to talk about?" she

settling this privately? No need for labor arbitration to waste

give me an

rattled off an address, which was a business club about ten miles

hanging up, Allison

habit when deep in thought. She sensed something was off and couldn't afford to let her

intentions, she called in her bodyguards. In sync, they asked, "Allison,

a feeling things might get

"Got it."

a private room at the club, a lean guy a black leather

buzz cut, lounged on the sofa, sipping his drink

on

she walks