Zachary let out a low chuckle.

"ssic move, Mr. Sanders-burning the bridge right after crossing it, huh?"

Melvin''s expression turned grim. His voice grew heavier.

"You think we pushed Vivian too far? She''s the kind who always goes all-in. That kind of recklessness... even you and I can''t match it."

Vivian had always lived by one rule: Go down fighting than live with humiliation. That was just how she operated.

Zachary raised an eyebrow.

"You''re worried she''ll do something drastic?"

Melvin narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distance.

"She''s done it before. Don''t tell me you''ve forgotten how ruthless she can be."

The memory hit like a cold wave—sharp and jarring.

shbacks tore through Zachary''s mind.

Brutal.

Unforgettable.

His whole body tensed, and his voice dropped a register.

"How could I forget? Those few days after it all went down... I barely made it out."

Zachary saw the shift in his expression and knew he hadn''t forgotten. None of them had. It was a scar that hadn''t healed.

"She''ll get what''sing," he said, calm but deadly. "And I''ll be there to see it." Melvin exhaled slowly.

"I''ve got a bad feeling about this. I''m keeping Sasa at home for the next few days just in case."

"I''ll send a few more people to keep watch on your end," Zachary said.

Melvin didn''t respond. His silence was agreement.

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"Mr. Spencer?"

The woman blinked, clearly startled by what he''d just said.

Leon smiled, but his eyes held an edge.

"What''s wrong? Don''t want to go?"

A cold sweat broke out down her back. She quickly forced a smile and leaned in, trying to please.

"Of course not. I''d never dare go against you."

Leonughed softly and hooked a finger under her chin, leaning in close.

"You make me sound like some violent tyrant who kills anyone that crosses him. Am I really that scary, baby?"fnc997 This text is hosted at F?nd-Novel/fnc997

Before she could answer, he let go and turned to leave.

The moment his back was to her, she let out a quiet sigh of relief.

Someone like her didn''t stand a chance against men like him.

Let''s be honest—if one of these power yers really wanted to crush her, it''d be as easy as stepping on an ant.

Leon''s driver pulled up smoothly outside Mirage Bar, a high-end bar known for its exclusive crowd.

After stepping out, Leon motioned to the driver and opened the back door himself. With a slight bow, he extended his hand inside.

A slender, fair hand slipped into his.

He helped her out of the car and immediately pulled her into his arms, his hand wrapping around her waist like it belonged there.

Then he strutted inside like he owned the ce.

The booming music hit like a wave The woman flinched, unused to the noise With both her hands locked in his grip, all she could do was grit her teeth and stay silent.  s

He brought her straight to the bar.

The bartender was already putting on a show, spinning bottles mid-air. When he

saw them, he didn''t even blink—just grinned.

"Leon! New girl already? When did that happen?"

Leon spun his sleek ck card between his fingers and smirked.

"Just felt like a change."

The bartender chuckled.

"Same drink?"

Leon leanedzily on the counter,

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propping his chin on one hand. With

the must

thumping all around them,

even his voice felt faraway  s

"Give her a Bloody Mary."

The bartender flipped two sses into the air and caught them with practiced

ease.

"Coming right up."

The woman stayed silent from start

to finish. Not that she had a

choice and truthfully, she was too scared to risk saying the wrong, thing.  s

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