Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Chapter 227

On the second floor of the villa, in a certain room, clothes were strewn about haphazardly. A pair of black stockings hung from the sofa, torn and forgotten. Chris reclined lazily against the headboard, enjoying a cigarette, a satisfied grin playing on his lips. Next to him, the girl had a dazed look in her eyes, still savoring the moment.

His phone buzzed, and Chris took a slow drag from his cigarette before answering with casual indifference. Liam's respectful voice came through the line: "Chris, the Owens family just announced at a press conference that they're calling off the engagement with the Fishers. Plus, there are rumors online that Joshua was spotted entering a hotel with a popular actress-people are suspecting he's cheating."

Chris let out a derisive laugh. "And here I thought he was some great romantic. Turns out he's just as much of a playboy as his old man."

"What about the Owens family?" Liam inquired.

Chris lowered his gaze, pondering for a moment. "Keep tabs on them. They might be faking the breakup to throw me off."

"Got it, Chris."

"And keep an eye on Allison's whereabouts. Let me know if anything changes." "Will do."

...

Allison took a day at home to gather her thoughts and get back on her feet before returning to the law firm. The past few days had been blissfully uneventful; no bizarre incidents, and her family was safe and sound. She managed a small, bittersweet smile. Breaking off the engagement did have its perks; at least Chris wouldn't be a menace to her or her loved ones anymore.

warmly. She returned their greetings with a polite

a strict dress code-business attire and black shoes were a must. Today, Allison was dressed in a sleek black suit, her long hair elegantly pinned up. Concealer hid the dark circles under her eyes, and a bold vintage red lipstick gave her a

Lily, handed her three fresh cases, and Allison dove right into them. With Lily at the helm, there was no personal vendetta or external influence against Allison, making her work life a

her tasks. As she turned off the lights, ready to leave, she heard a faint crying sound from outside. She frowned slightly, closed her

sobs were coming from the assistants' area. Without private offices, the assistants worked in a shared space with

okay?" Allison asked softly, her voice full of concern.

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