Chapter 952:

“Melany, just say what you need to say. I don’t have time for small talk,” Allison said, taking a seat across from her.

She noticed that Melany’s left hand rested on her barely noticeable belly. It seemed like a subtle attempt to make a point, but Allison paid it no mind. She already knew the situation.

“Well, then I’ll get straight to the point,” Melany said, a sly gleam in her eyes. “I have photos of you at the Fleeingland Lab.”

She pulled out a manila envelope from beside her and tossed it onto the coffee table without ceremony. The envelope made a sharp “pat” sound, breaking the silence in the room.

“Bet you didn’t expect someone to catch your face that night,” Melany continued, her voice soft but sharp, carrying a threatening undertone. It was as unnerving as the flick of a snake’s tongue.

Melany wasn’t sure why Kellan destroyed the research institute, but since Allison was involved, it was clear she held leverage over both of them.

her head, her gaze fixed on

“You killed Colton. These photos prove you set off the explosive.” Her eyes locked with Allison’s. “Allison,

want?” Something about the situation didn’t sit right with her. Colton couldn’t have truly died in that building. After all, she had checked and confirmed that

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Allison, Melany smirked, her confidence growing. “I want ten million dollars for your silence, and I want you

understood the situation clearly and decided to play

envelope resting on the coffee table. “But I need to see the

envelope toward her. “Take a good look, but don’t even think

the sarcasm and reached for the envelope. Just as she was about to open

envelope back and collapsed onto the sofa, groaning dramatically. “Ouch, my belly hurts so much!”

a trap. The so-called threat was likely just a scheme to

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