Chapter 103

Across the street, a black Aston Martin was parked with its windows half lowered.

Tom Malfoy reclined in the back seat, his eyes gleaming with predatory interest as he watched the scene unfold. His lips curved into a calculating smile. “So that’s Blackwood’s woman?”

“Indeed, sir,” Damian Walsh confirmed beside him.

Tom’s mouth quirked slightly. “Resilient little thing, isn’t she?”

“Those men flanking her are clearly Blackwood’s security detail.”

Tom studied her with deliberate intensity. “She is rather captivating. No wonder Blackwood is so thoroughly

consumed by her.”

“This woman,” Damian remarked with quiet certainty, “is Blackwood’s sole vulnerability.”

“How convenient,” Tom replied, his gaze shifting away as something dark flickered across his features. “Blackwood demolished my operation. It’s only fair I reciprocate with an appropriate gesture of… appreciation.”

That Russian venture had cost him an extraordinary investment of resources and capital. Then, at the critical moment, Blackwood had systematically dismantled everything, inflicting catastrophic financial damage that had nearly crippled him.

This debt wouldn’t go unpaid.

Thalia Winters. Let’s see if luck continues to favor you quite so generously.

At the police station.

Thalia made a brief call, and within minutes, the officer handling her case received instructions from above.

After ending the call, the officer’s demeanor transformed completely. “Ms. Winters,” he said with newfound deference, “we’ve officially classified your case as attempted murder. The investigation is now underway. You’re free to leave–we’ll contact you immediately with any developments.”

Thalia acknowledged this with a slight nod. “I appreciate your assistance.”

As she exited the station, her phone rang with an unfamiliar number.

“I understand you’ve taken on Bormen’s case,” the caller began without preamble, his tone laced with barely concealed hostility. “Filing for arbitration against my company?”

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Thalia’s expression cooled. “That’s correct.”

“Ms. Winters, perhaps we might discuss this matter in person? At my office, if you’d be so inclined.”

The man’s tone carried an unmistakable undercurrent of entitlement and disdain.

“Who am I speaking with?”

A cold laugh came through the line. “Feynman Port. Mark Bormen’s former employer.”

labor arbitration documents, she had reviewed the company’s registration files where Port was

wish to

Far more efficient than

you agree?”

The

the location–an exclusive business club approximately

thoughtfully against the steering

it reeked of ulterior motives.

territory, under the pretext of

sinister intentions.

signaled her

immediately. “Ma’am?”

attending a meeting. Stay vigilant–I suspect our host may

“Understood.”

room of

leather jacket, lounged on the sofa, swirling whisky in his glass with evident

heavyset men stood vigilantly positioned at strategic points around him.

want her dealt with properly. If things get messy, our friends upstairs will smooth

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it, boss,” his men responded in

that radiated profesional authority. Her black heels

of her security detail moved forward

could even step inside, four men charged toward the doorway, each brandishing some form of

weapon.

assessment of the situation allowing her bodyguards to intercept. They

erupted with groans and

all four of Port’s men lay sprawled across the floor, thoroughly

eyes from across the room. Her lips curled into a smile that held no warmth whatsoever. “Is this your idea of a

a canvas of fresh bruises and cuts, had lost all his

crossed, her posture relaxed yet somehow menacing “Was it your

this well. The recent near–fatal stabbing of Edward Thompson QC by a former

“For God’s sake, I’m sorry–I’ve

my question. Did you arrange for someone to push me into oncoming traffic earlier today?”

never even

Then

brow furrowed slightly as

Grace Bennett

certainly,

Who else, then?

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crystallized in

Tom Malfoy,

had specifically warned her about him, mentioning that Tom might target her as a means of vriking at

himself.

you working for Tom Malfoy?” Thalia asked, her voice cutting through

“Please, I’ll

replied, her tone arctic. “A factory manager doesn’t typically arrange for thugs to assault a barrister without significant backing. Someone’s pulling your strings. Give me their name,

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