Love the Wolfless Power Girl at First Sight

Chapter 315 A Line Crossed

Yardley’s face twisted with fury, his werewolf aura flaring wildly with agitation.

He’d already spelled things out as plainly as possible–so why couldn’t she understand?

How could someone be this greedy?

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“What I’m saying is, now that you already have Thorne Corp, why must you fight me for Sinclair Corp too? Sinclair Corp is my life’s work–I can’t lose it!”

Tessa’s eyes flashed cold, a steely chill settling into the air around her. The subtle but terrifying pressure she released made the temperature drop sharply.

“Your life’s work? You can’t be serious,” she said, voice sharp. “Why don’t you go ahead and tell me what exactly you’ve done for Sinclair Corp?”

If it weren’t for him, Sinclair Corp wouldn’t be in the miserable state it was today.

“And another thing,” she added, eyes narrowing, “who told you Thorne Corp is mine? Did you give it to

me?”

How could he say something so shameless with a straight face? What did he take her for?

“Tessa, I truly believe that Alpha Mr. Landon treats you well. If you could become his mate—even if you can’t, just staying by his side–he would never let you suffer.”

Tessa felt an actual headache coming on.

this really something a

his daughter to be someone else’s

I’m

control. “Tessa, how can you be so heartless? I’m still your father! Are you really going to push me to the edge? Will you only be satisfied

icy.

But he couldn’t live without Sinclair

couldn’t afford

president of Sinclair Corp, I’ll jump off the building. I’ll make sure you live

low,

heart has always been cold. Even if you dropped dead right in front of

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that, she walked past him without

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cruel? I’m your father! How can you treat me like this?” Yardley roared after her, red light gleaming in his eyes, fangs

He was losing control.

much as flinch. Nothing he said could change the

Yardley stood frozen, seething.

the Sinclair family. He should’ve

vampire war five years ago, would

he had left–and he was not letting it

of composure, he pulled out his phone and called Liam, voice laced with

the Sinclair estate. Take the

he’d make one. Even if it meant crossing a