Chapter 1095:

Abram, feeling the heat of the moment, quickly interjected, “Well, I want to remind you that this banquet isn’t the right place for a plagiarizing designer. Ms. Clarke, you’d better leave before embarrassing yourself further.”

If Allison were thrown out, rumors about her alleged plagiarism would spread like wildfire throughout Ontdale, painting her as a laughingstock.

Kellan slowly lifted his head, his eyes narrowing as he took in the room. With a single glance, Sherman and his men closed in around Abram. “You seem to have forgotten that we’re not in Vrining. In Ontdale, no one has the right to point fingers at Allison.” His voice was frosty, devoid of any warmth.

“And you? Believe it or not, I can make you disappear whenever I want.” Kellan’s towering figure, combined with his icy, ascetic demeanor, made him appear even more imposing in the dimly lit room. He exuded an air of danger, like a predator circling its prey — cold, lethal, and utterly untouchable.

authority, his reputation enough to instill fear and keep

were directed at Abram, they also served as a stark warning to everyone

man who had earned a reputation that sent shivers down one’s

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months later, that guy’s mutilated body had been discovered

Fabian had no intention of allowing anyone to create a scene at his celebration. “Let’s not lose our decorum here,” he said evenly. Years of experience had taught him to stay composed, even in the face of dangerous threats. Also, he showed no trace of irritation or

Fabian found the situation a bit tricky to handle. After all, investigating something from so many years ago would take a lot of time and effort. And time wasn’t on his side — he was only staying in Ontdale for a short

don’t have to dig up old evidence. Why not resolve this with a competition?” As she spoke, she reached out and gently held Kellan’s hand. Allison could tell his emotions were beginning

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