Chapter 206

Charles slammed his palms on the gleaming marble table so hard that everyone in the room flinched.

He fixed Alex with a scornful glare, lips twisted into a sneer that practically reeked of condescensión.

"Cut the crap!" he thundered, his tone rolling through the air like distant thunder.

"Don't you dare compare your lowly peasant life to mine. Seriously, take a good look at yourself in the mirror-if you can stand the sight."

Alex leaned back against his chair, crossing his arms with the kind of ease that only comes from complete self-confidence.

"You always this full of hot air, Charles? If you're too much of a coward to accept my challenge, just get on your knees, admit you're a spineless poser, and apologize with one of your arms. Maybe I'll find it in my heart to forgive your sorry behind."

Charles's face went red as a brick, anger roaring inside him.

"You" he sputtered, seething so hard he could barely spit the words out.

For a moment, he seemed torn.

As the wealthy heir to the Kingston fortune, there was no upside to risking his life against some "filthy nobody."

But he sure as hell couldn't back down without losing every last shred of dignity.

Just then, Mr. Fleming-an older man wearing gold-rimmed glasses that screamed 'professional lab rat'- stepped in, voice calm but firm.

"Rest assured, Mr. Kingston. My skill in concocting bacterial cultures is unmatched in Vancouver. Whatever vile brew this peon produces, I can promise it won't harm you.

narrowed his eyes.

Fleming puffed out his chest, pride oozing from every pore. "I've spent

laugh tear from

we have ourselves a deal. Alex, if it's my life you want on the table, then it's all in! But I'll make

Jasmine-watching with wide, worried eyes-and at another corner, Jessica, sporting a half- smirk, clearly entertained

Alex and Mr. Fleming had each dispatched their subordinates to gather supplies: strange powders, murky

Alex, her

absolutely sure about this? These things are dangerous and you know Charles would love thing more than to see you

devil-may-care grin. "Don't sweat it. Trust me, I've had nightmares scarier than anything these

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Unless you're ready to run off like a little pup with your

rolled his eyes. "Keep your shirt on, Charles. Wouldn't want you passing out from all

chemical with

with a thick,

thud, it seemed to

smirked and shoved the vial toward Alex with a triumphant sneer. "Here

obviously

one to shy away from theatrics, snatched the vial and tipped

throat, and the

grin faltered, confusion spreading across his features like a storm

"How-how

his teeth. "Bitter aftertaste. Kinda like cheap coffee

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