Chapter 350: Besides, I am far from lacking in money.

And when it comes to connections and resources, others are scrambling to offer what your family cannot provide to me.

Allisons words sliced through the air, sharp and direct, striking at the heart of Coltons pride.

So, you really have no leverage with me.

Colton stood there, stunned, his pride taking a brutal blow from her remark.

The memory of the auction resurfaced when Allison had casually swiped a card for a forty-million-dollar badge, as if the sum meant nothing.

It had been clear then that she never wanted for money.

And when they divorced, he remembered her leaving with nothing but an old suitcase filled with simple clothes.

All those years, she had barely touched the Stevens familys wealth.

Only later, after their separation, did Colton truly grasp the magnitude of Allisons fortune.

She had married beneath her status.

His eyes locked onto hers, searching for any hint of vulnerability.

So, what would make you agree? I wont.

Her voice was calm, resolute, leaving no room for debate.

Colton remained silent.

The coldness in her tone was worlds apart from how things had been three years ago, and that stark contrast was unbearable for him.

Having learned through bitter experience, Colton now understood that when Allison said no, she meant it with the finality of a thousand doors slamming shut.

Memories of their past confrontations flashed in his mind moments when he had nearly lost his life at her merciless hands.

Colton wasnt the same man

mothers affairs; he had come seeking closure for

the question that had been buried deep

or because of those other men? His eyes were deep, like an ocean concealing countless secrets beneath

found his question

laugh, one that felt as bitter as cold coffee left too

me back now? Her

you forget? Youre the one who initiated our divorce, she said, her

Melany returned without warning and moved into the Stevens family villa a

feel like

he tried to explain, Melanys return… it caught me off

patience left for

cut him off swiftly, her voice

correctly, she said, that was the same day as our third

had prepared a table full of your

for Melany, hasnt it? Her words no longer came from a place of jealousy; they were an echo

conversation had taken place three years ago, Allison might have desperately tried to mold herself into Melanys shadow, hoping to win

no

like living

matter what I did, I

else carried more weight than anything I

I let

let myself go,

gaze remained cool and unflinching

that the man standing before her was no longer

he seemed pitiful almost

it

dont owe each

lets just walk away,

on bothering me again, next time, I wont hesitate to send you back

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