Chapter 579

The terms had nothing to do with the company; Sylvie had signed them herself.

Which meant that now...

Andrea looked at her calmly. "This agreement was signed in Ms. Fielding's personal capacity. It's not binding on the company, so Ms. Fielding will need to pay an additional sixty million herself."

Sylvie felt her face go rigid, then drain of all color.

She'd completely forgotten about the private bet she'd signed. Even though Neural Intelligence had changed hands, the agreement only bound her, personally.

Jarrod had never brought it up, and she'd taken that as a sign he didn't intend to hold it over her.

She never imagined that, now that she was backed into a corner, the agreement would resurface-

It was the final straw, the one that would break her.

Sylvie stared at Jarrod, disbelief etched across her face. "Jarrod, you're joking, aren't you?"

He stood beneath a black umbrella, approaching slowly, separated from her by the doorway.

His expression was as unreadable as ever. "If everything's settled, you should head home."

Sylvie's breath came in jagged bursts, her eyes rimmed red. "Jarrod, what... what is this supposed to mean?"

lowered his gaze, the darkness in his

with Mr. Ferguson. I know that put you in a difficult spot. But we... we made things official. I gave myself to you,

long to finally become a

to be

disdain from Maurice and Joseph; she

she couldn't accept

demand payment on the agreement, it would

unchanged, utterly composed. "What relationship do

her like

eyes and felt a chill seep into her

only now did she truly see

accepted

night,

like me-I

do." Sylvie's voice trembled,

any way to deny the truth staring her in the face. She'd already won him over-compared to Elodie, that bland little

never slipped, but beneath that veneer was a cruelty that

Fielding, what you do with other men is none of

widened in

Her lips quivered. "It wasn't

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