The Billionaire's Forbidden Longing

Chapter 139 Yasmin Wants to Jump Off the Building

Allison chuckled, giving Mia's cheek a playful pinch. "Come on, Mia, that's ancient history. It's been five years I'm over it!"

Forgiving the past wasn't easy, but Allison knew life was too short to get stuck on old grudges. There were too many opportunities out there to let herself be weighed down by past sorrows. At lunch, Cameron plopped down across from Allison.

Allison stared at him, her face blank.

Mia rolled her eyes. "Cameron, are you nuts? Allison clearly can't stand you. Why do you keep showing up? Seriously, have some shame."

Mia's bluntness almost made Allison laugh.

Who knew Mia had it in her to say stuff like that? Allison found it amusing, but Mia looked like she was ready to tear into Cameron.

Ignoring Mia completely, Cameron kept his eyes locked on Allison. "Just say the word, and I'll make those people disappear."

Cameron wasn't kidding; he was ready to take out the Bennett family if Allison wanted.

Allison's expression turned cold, her soft features now icy. Her eyes, tilted upward, showed nothing but sarcastic disdain. "Cameron, they're my family. This has nothing to do with you."

horribly, even tried to kill you. People like that deserve no

animals. What do you think? Come on, Mia, let's go find something good to eat," Allison said. Without

who was still watching them intently, his gaze

off about Cameron.

eye, Mia. You're right.

up, and the two headed to a convenience store. They each grabbed a burger-Allison's treat-and settled at one of the outdoor

Mia had a soft spot for junk food. Taking a bite,

the Bennett Group from the family itself. The stock might take a hit, but it won't go bankrupt. As for Preston and the rest-they're not my problem anymore." Someone ran over, shouting angrily, "You're just going to wash your hands of it all like that? Yasmin's going to commit suicide because of you! How can you just

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Allison looked up, surprised.

Mia asked

any humanity, go see her. She's your sister after all!" The student's anger was palpable, and Allison, startled, sprang into action. When

desperate cries echoed, surrounded by horrified teachers

Allison's on her

ironic. Yasmin's tear-streaked face made her look pitiful, but Allison knew it was all an act. The real manipulator, the one who had caused all the hurt, was Yasmin, not her. "Allison's

snapped around, her eyes gleaming with a mix of hope

pleaded, looking pitiful in her disheveled uniform, her face tear-streaked and bruised. Allison stood there, unmoved by Yasmin's theatrics. Every time there was a conflict, Yasmin would cry to gain sympathy. After

ago? That you didn't hire someone to doctor those photos or conspire to drug me? Swear on your life that none of it