Chapter 205: After Devin was thrown out onto the street like discarded trash, he lay there, attracting a crowd of curious onlookers.

Their whispers buzzed around him, each word a dagger to his pride.

What a disgrace! Above him, Sherman stood tall, looking down with cold disdain.

Filth like you shouldnt even dream of Ms.

Clarke, Sherman sneered, his voice dripping with contempt.

If you ever pull this stunt again, youll be taught a harsher lesson.

Devin didnt dare to fight back.

Instead, he nodded frantically, his voice trembling as he groveled.

I was wrong, okay? Please, show mercy! Shame burned inside him, but with the crowd dispersing, Devin scurried into the shadows like a rat.

Clutching the phone number Melany had handed him, his rage simmered.

Allison, if youre going to play dirty, dont blame me for responding in kind, he muttered under his breath, seething.

Once, hed hesitated out of some foolish loyalty to their childhood bond.

But that softness had backfired.

If kindness didnt work, then hed show her just how far he was willing to go to get what he wanted.

Meanwhile, at the company, Allison was busy mixing perfumes, having already forgotten all about Devin.

In her mind, he was nothing more than a coward one who bullied the weak but crumbled at the first sign of resistance.

After today, she figured hed learn his place.

The whole situation was just gossip material to laugh about later.

But just as she was about to pack up for the day, her phone rang.

The number was unfamiliar.

but froze the moment Devins voice came

youre raking in the

about finding your parents and doing right by them? Allisons blood ran

about? Im talking about that photo of your

Ive got it.

back, meet me at

dollars, or Ill

Allison responded, clenching the phone in her hand, her eyes narrowing

had lost that

down searching for it,

it this whole

Her expression darkened.

this

dent in her fortune, Devins

was

want more later, no

Fine.

and then

at the secluded café, Allison found

heels clicked against the floor as she entered the

he was Devin, grinning smugly

purred, gesturing toward

coffee, and then we can discuss

flashed a crooked smile as he slid the cup of coffee across the table, his fingers lingering on

Fine.

lazily, her

in Devins eyes didnt escape her

could have sensed something was off

wheres the photo? Her

eyes glinting as he reached into

said, waving the

the money? In

for yourself, Allison replied smoothly, patting the

briefcase, his greed flashing across

from his chair,

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