Chapter 141: Allison parked near Muisvedo, unbuckling her seatbelt with a teasing smile playing on her lips.

Mr.

Lloyd, your Maseratis holding up well.

Im impressed it didnt break down again, she teased, standing in front of the villa.

Would you care for some coffee? I promise there wont be any power outages tonight.

Kellan simply chuckled.

If this car fails me again, Sherman better pack his bags.

Ill ship him off.

Allison had been showing a more playful side in front of him lately, and Kellan found himself gradually getting used to it.

In fact, he realized he was far less reserved around her now than when they had first met.

Their relationship had become more familiar.

Its late, and I should be going.

You get some rest, Ms.

Clarke, Kellan said, glancing at his watch.

Okay, goodnight, Mr.

Lloyd.

Allison waved casually as she turned and walked inside.

Kellan didnt leave immediately.

Instead, he waited, watching the lights flicker on in the villa to ensure she was safe before slowly driving back to Lloyd Mansion.

Once home, Allison took a long, hot shower.

She didnt head to bed immediately.

Instead, after drying her hair, she walked into her study.

Locking the door behind her, she drew the curtains and activated a concealed switch on the wall.

she turned on a computer she

screen flickered to life, and she initiated the transfer of data she had secretly

100%, a flood of hidden files popped up

her face hardening as

Aimee,

collected surveillance footage and evidence, confirming that Marc had stored the incriminating material on his

her time

far longer

sifted through files taken from his private computer, her gut churning as she viewed the images and

Aimee there were pictures and videos of other young women, all caught in

be so

situation might go to

arrested, the legal system wouldnt punish

out in no

their trauma, identifying themselves in those humiliating

to

wasnt a soft-hearted person

needed to be

up her phone, she dialed Gordon from

people from the underworld, she

groggily replied, Whats the target? Ill send you the

sure Marc disappears from

want him to experience something worse than death,

Gordon yawned.

the morning?

the signal when the

had been

had been tampering

hed make his

move so she could expose

call ended, Allison connected to Marcs

control program,

her surprise, she found a series of exchanges

wont mess up this time! Marc had written

Allison isnt stupid.

ruin her reputation, Ill pay

lips twisted into a sardonic

in on

Shes asking for it.

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