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.”

documents, she had reviewed the company’s registration files where

exactly did you wish to discuss?”

than

you agree?”

well. The

approximately ten miles from her current

Thalia’s fingers drummed thoughtfully against the

it reeked of

own territory, under the pretext of discussing settlement terms, could easily

sinister intentions.

her security

immediately. “Ma’am?”

meeting. Stay vigilant–I suspect our host may

“Understood.”

private room of the business club.

a buzz cut, clad in a black leather jacket, lounged on the sofa, swirling whisky in

heavyset men stood vigilantly positioned at strategic points

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

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boss,” his men responded

light grey suit that radiated profesional authority. Her black heels clicked decisively against the

moved forward

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

weapon.

of the situation allowing her bodyguards to intercept.

erupted with groans

seconds, all four of Port’s men

gaze found Port’s now–terrified eyes from across the room. Her lips curled into a smile that held no warmth whatsoever. “Is

bruises and cuts,

before him, arms crossed, her posture relaxed yet somehow menacing “Was

recent near–fatal stabbing of Edward Thompson QC by a former client had been a sobering reminder for the

dignity abandoned. “For God’s sake, I’m sorry–I’ve made a terrible mistake. This won’t happen again,

arrange for someone to push me into oncoming traffic earlier today?”

bewildered. “I’ve never even seen you

him? Then who?

brow furrowed slightly as

Bennett

spiteful, certainly, but attempted

Who else, then?

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name crystallized in her thoughts.

Tom Malfoy,

might target her

himself.

Thalia asked, her voice

word. “Please, I’ll sort out Bormen’s compensation

rather difficult to believe,” Thalia 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, and perhaps we can resolve this without

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