Chapter 206: You! Devins grin froze, his expression hardening as a surge of rage flared in his chest.

Allison lifted a hand to her head, drawing a shaky breath.

Her voice, thin and wavering, barely carried across the small room.

Stop the theatrics.

Just hand over the photo.

Suddenly, her posture faltered, and she swayed slightly, as if struggling to keep her balance.

Give me the photo, and the moneys yours, she murmured, her tone weak.

With slow, deliberate motion, she cracked open her suitcase, revealing stacks of cash meticulously arranged inside.

Devins eyes locked onto the money, the greed unmistakable in his gaze.

He didnt even try to hide it.

He glanced at Allisons fragile stance, a sly smile spreading across his face as he realized the drug was working.

Alright, Ill give it to you, he chuckled darkly, inching closer.

His hand reached out, fingers grazing her arm as he leaned in.

This café belonged to a friend of his, and Devin knew the private room had hidden cameras.

If he played his cards right, hed walk away with more than just the cash.

Hed have leverage footage that would give him complete control over Allison.

With a smirk, he pulled out the photograph and waved it mockingly.

Relax, Allison.

Youre not looking too well.

a while? We can get comfortable, and then

brushed dangerously close to her chest, but then a

even register what happened, a sharp pain

in shock, seeing his finger severed on the floor, blood spurting

for the reality to sink in, and then the pain hit him like a tidal

knife between her fingers with the same calm composure as

his trembling grasp, ensuring no blood

his voice

but

as she packed the money

down to retrieve his

he could

took

playing me the whole time, he

her trap, but how had she swapped the coffee? Allisons gaze bored into him, cold and

I warned you.

again, and it wont end with just

closed the suitcase with a

might not just be a finger you lose

voice was steady, almost too calm, sending a

see it in her

before, and shed

stood frozen in

and strode out of

glanced at the

pain

his teeth, he snatched up the severed digit, wincing as the pain

hand, he dialed a

You owe me some damn money, he growled as

voice on the other end was

me now? This useless man kept bothering her for money when the job still wasnt

shouted, tears of pain and frustration mixing

sitting here bleeding, and youre talking about Devin wailed as

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