---- Chapter 1145 "Y-You actually dared to kill someone?" Chantelle stormed up to Andrew, her chest heaving with rage as she shouted, "You do know that murder is a crime, right?" Andrew replied flatly, Then go ahead and arrest me.

But you saw it toothis dead mutt barged into my company with a gang of thugs and trashed the place.

He kidnapped my secretary, tortured her, and tried to get away with it." Chantelle fumed.

"You had every right to fight back, but you had no right to kill him, do you understand?" Andrew's voice sharpened with impatience.

"Ms.

Garcia, that's enough! So what if I killed him? The guy came stomping into my space, and I'm supposed to just roll over and play dead?" Chantelle let out a bitter laugh and hissed, "Andrew, Mr.

McCormick favored you.

You've got incredible medical skills, and in Blumedale, you were this close to making your mark.

"You had a bright future ahead of yourespect, success, everything within reach.

But why would you throw it all away like this? Don't you see you're ruining yourself?" Andrew stared at her coldly.

"The Haywoods? To me, they're nothing.

And I don't need you telling me how to run my life.

Oh, and by the wayremember back at my house? Weren't you hoping I'd lay ahand on you so you could kill me and call it self-defense?" ---- Chantelle snapped, "That was in the past! Why bring it up now?" Andrew's voice dropped.

you to

laid a hand

pinned beneath

don't think

makes you

end up much better than

this is

gaze turned cold as ice while sweeping across the remaining Haywood

body and get the hell out of

straight before they come barking at

so much as touch my people or my company again, I won't be sending back

shifted,

"I'll talk to Mr.

now and see if he can help you out

lose control like this

Chantelle was doing now was

"Come here.

see your face," he

still swollen, with delicate

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