Alex watched the entire fiasco unfold, a weary sigh escaping him like a man resigned to cleaning up another mess.

He had no appetite for trouble, yet fate had other ideas.

Still, Clara was Sophia's aunt, and family ties had a way of complicating even the simplest matters.

Reluctantly, Alex moved toward Clara, his footsteps heavy with irritation as Hans slithered away unnoticed.

Leaning closer, Alex warned quietly, "A little advice-don't gamble with this one. Things aren't always as bright as they seem."

Clara spun around sharply, eyes blazing with contempt as she assessed him from head to toe.

"Who the hell do you think you are, sticking your nose into everyone's affairs? Jealous, huh? It must burn to see someone actually succeeding while you rot in obscurity."

"You've already destroyed Charles's future and turned him against his own sister. And now you want to sabotage me, too? Keep dreaming, loser!"

Alex's eyes flickered with restrained annoyance, a cold smile ghosting his lips.

"Fine," he drawled lazily, each syllable edged with quiet menace. "Consider yourself warned."

"Get away!" Clara snapped, dismissing him like worthless dirt beneath her shoe. Shrugging with indifference, Alex turned and walked away.

The following day brought Clara unbridled joy, a sense of triumph radiating from every pore.

Her dreams had materialized overnight, crystallized by the million-dollar wire from Charles-her first payment for the coveted Emerald Elixir.

Exhilaration surged through her veins as she confidently stepped into Kingston Pharmaceuticals' marketing division, greeted by Hans's overly accommodating

grin.

Hans eagerly thrust forward the paperwork, his smile hungry for the lucrative payoff.

"Congratulations, Miss Clara," he purred, satisfaction dripping from every word.

"The first shipment-five thousand boxes of Emerald Elixir, each packed with a hundred pills—is yours. Just give us the location, and our team will take care of the rest."

Clara signed swiftly, her excitement almost feverish.

The transaction had barely finished when an unexpected, familiar voice sliced through the air like a whip.

"Hold it right there."

confusion furrowing his brow

harshly, sizing him up with disdain. "I've never

Mr. Hans. This nobody's just jealous of

by Clara's dismissal,

before I have security

with a merciless

can't sell this

Fury distorted Clara's features.

you are, Alex? Marching in here like some vigilante to sabotage my business?

lash out? Newsflash-Sophia already divorced you. She's better off with Charles.

"Security! Grab this bastard and beat the hell out

the stunned manager clutching his cheek, eyes wide

as fiery pain radiated from his

dropped dangerously low, his gaze

to uphold Kingston's standards. But instead, you're stealing company property, selling substandard garbage that

Hans could react, Alex unleashed another

battered nose and

doors flinging open as shocked employees crowded

hell is this maniac beating Mr. Hans

lost his damn mind, attacking Kingston

his head, "He's digging his own grave right here,

swell of voices rose louder as curious staff swarmed in, phones

her

you completely lost your mind? Stop right now!" Her voice

how deep you've sunk yourself? You're finished-you won't walk out of here

remained coldly indifferent, his face carved from stone, and without hesitation, he advanced on Hans again, unleashing another ruthless flurry of

groaned miserably beneath each punishing strike, unable to shield himself from Alex's

had kept his corrupt dealings confined to cheap talk, Alex might have looked away-but daring to threaten violence

stirred a

Hans wailed in desperation, his voice strained and ragged from pain. "Someone, anyone

scene, swiftly

reinforcements had arrived, pointed venomously at Alex,

Hans was your final mistake. I can't wait to watch them break every miserable bone in

emboldened by the wall of muscle now protecting him, barked hysterically, saliva mixed with blood spewing from his mouth, "What

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