Chapter 207: The next morning, bright and early, Devin arrived right on time at the Charisma Company building.

This time, he was prepared.

Instead of loitering aimlessly like the day before, he stood a short distance from the entrance, clutching a banner and airing his grievances for all to hear.

Is there any justice in this world? Allison not only two-timed and abandoned me, her childhood sweetheart, but she even hit me! Allison, if you dont come out and explain yourself today, Im not leaving! A veteran at stirring up trouble, Devin knew exactly how to draw attention.

Positioning himself in a high-traffic area, he planted himself firmly on the ground and started wailing at the top of his lungs.

It was rush hour perfect timing.

People paused, turning curious eyes his way.

The crowd around him thickened with each sob.

The more bystanders gathered, the louder he cried, his face a wet mess of tears that painted him as the epitome of misery.

I grew up with the supervisor of Charisma Company, Allison Clarke, he bemoaned, voice cracking.

Back when we were in the orphanage, I took care of Allison.

She even promised to marry me when we got older! We dreamed of a beautiful future together.

And what happened? She married up, threw me away like trash, and even hurt me in the process.

Is this the kind of person Charisma Company employs? Wheres the justice in that? The more he spoke, the more animated he became, thrashing on the ground like a fish out of water.

Allison! Dont think you can hide in there and ignore me.

I know youre in the building! You owe me an explanation! His outcry reverberated through the entire Charisma Company, quickly spreading like wildfire.

Meanwhile, Allison had just parked her car in the underground garage, completely oblivious to the chaos erupting outside.

executive elevator when she noticed Aimee

Ms.

lately, Aimee stammered, trying

day off? You know, get

locked

Just say it, Aimee.

going on? Caught, Aimee faltered, glancing everywhere but at

man from yesterday…

a scene outside, accusing you of being

security teams keeping

bit of a spectacle, and, uh, some reporters are starting to show

to stay away for now, avoid

Allisons expression darkened.

hadnt expected Devin to be this

hadnt

now? she asked,

the front entrance,

a

Got it.

said calmly, pulling

tapped out a quick message to Floyd:

medication that can cause neurological

like reasoning with a thug

to

swift confirmation, Allison slipped her phone back into her pocket and made her way

into view, the crowd instinctively parted, eyes widening

in one ear and out the other, she said icily, her gaze fixed on the pathetic

curled into

childhood sweetheart do you even deserve that title? If memory serves, you got caught stealing more than twenty

back then, did we? Her sharp tone cut through the murmuring crowd as

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