Chapter 492:

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Allison’s words dripped with thinly veiled sarcasm, and Gordon’s smile widened, though his eyes remained cold as he looked at Carole.

“Precisely, Miss Perry. Perhaps your time would be better spent persuading Mr. Lloyd to stop bothering Allison. I might even send you a thank-you gift for your trouble.”

A thank-you gift?

Carole saw nothing but blatant hostility in Gordon’s eyes. At that moment, a chill ran through her, as though a wolf was closing in on her. She instinctively took a step back, only to hit the corner of the table, jolting her and causing her face to pale with pain.

“N-no… that won’t be necessary,” she stammered.

Gordon had been brave enough to offer it, but there was no way she’d feel comfortable accepting it.

thickened, a static charge humming beneath every

of something sharper. “Allison, there’s a lot of

oddly pristine, unmarred

iron grip snap around her

clenched tight, veins raised along his forearm,

them, his face half-shadowed, eyes smoldering like a storm on the verge of breaking. His

the years she’d known him, even at his most furious, Kellan had always kept

fraying,

his eyes hardening as he

was a quiet, simmering violence in his gaze, an unspoken promise of

voice dropped to a chill that

his face, Kellan’s dark gaze met Gordon’s unflinchingly. “And if I say

his easy composure slipping,

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