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Chapter 313: Don't test me
"Stop lying, Alistair!" Sara’s voice cracked over the receiver, her frustration bubbling to the surface.She was standing in the center of the grand auditorium, tightly gripping her phone as several tech crew members glanced her way. She lowered her voice to a harsh, trembling whisper. "My mother is hysterical, and Patrick is on his way to the clinic right now! They have absolutely no reason to invent something like this. Patrick just got back to Haven today, and the first thing you do is corner them at a supermarket and threaten our company's launch?""Corner them?" Alistair let out a quiet, low chuckle—a sound that made Sara’s blood run cold. "They blocked my path, demanded half a million dollars as an arbitrary 'servant fee' for my three years in your household, and your brother attempted to grab me by my jacket. If he tripped over a wine display while throwing a tantrum, he has only his own clumsiness to blame."Sara froze for a split second.The mention of the five hundred thous
Chapter 312: What's there to be said?
"Sara? Is everything okay? You look pale."Tristan walked up beside her, holding a crystal glass of sparkling water, his expression filled with gentle, doting concern.He had overheard fragments of the frantic conversation, and a dark, triumphal satisfaction was already blooming deep within his chest."It's Alistair," Sara said, her voice tight with a mixture of anger, betrayal, and profound disappointment. She turned to Tristan, her eyes flashing with a cold resolve. "He just assaulted my mother and brother at the supermarket. He threatened them. He told my mother he's coming tonight specifically to ruin our launch."Tristan’s eyes widened in feigned shock, though inwardly, he wanted to laugh aloud. 'Perfect,' he thought. 'The arrogant fool is digging his own grave faster than I could have ever planned.'"He did what?" Tristan asked, his voice dripping with smooth, calculated sympathy as he placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Sara... I knew he was bitter about the divorce, b
Chapter 311: Twisting the truth
Sara immediately frowned. “Mom, is everything alright?”“Nothing is alright! And nothing will be alright until Alistair Reid is punished for his actions!” Jocelyn said in a tone that almost seemed like she was crying.“Mom, I don't understand. What are you talking about?”"Your brother and I were just doing some simple shopping at the supermarket, preparing for our return," Jocelyn wailed into the phone, her voice carrying a practiced, trembling pitch of pure victimization. "And that animal, Alistair, cornered us! He started hurling insults at your brother, mocking our family, and bragging about how he was going to ruin the Connor Group’s launch tonight!"Sara’s grip tightened on her leather folio. Her heart skipped a beat, a cold weight dropping into her stomach. "Alistair? Mom, are you sure? Why would he even be at that supermarket? And what do you mean he cornered you?""Are you questioning your own mother, Sara?!" Jocelyn snapped, her faux-tears instantly hardening into a sharp, d
Chapter 310: mother and son duo
"Patrick, don't waste your breath arguing with a beggar," Jocelyn interrupted, her voice sharp enough to cut glass.She crossed her arms, her manicured nails digging into the premium leather of her designer handbag.She glared at Alistair as if he were a stain on her pristine floor. "Look at you. Sneaking into a high-end supermarket in Haven, probably using the last bits of change Sara left you in the divorce settlement. Let me tell you something, Alistair. Tonight is the Connor Group's grand launch. Tristan is presenting a cure that will make our family globally famous. We are entering the highest echelons of the southern province, while you... You will always be a nobody buying groceries alone in the dark."She took a step closer, her eyes flashing with a predatory greed. "But before we cut ties completely, you will compensate us. I don't care if you have to sell your organs or beg on the streets. You ruined Sara's public image and you caused Tristan to be hospitalized by your thugg
Chapter 309: A family of professional gaslighters
Jocelyn had traveled with her husband, Gerard for vacation while Patrick had left the country for ‘studies’, though common sense dictated that Patrick was incapable of studying. Best case scenario, he had used the money Sara had given him for a Master's degree, to frolic across Europe and now that the money had finished, he decided to return. Regardless, Alistair didn't wish to cross paths with them but now that he had done so, he had no intentions of having a conversation with them.So, he tried to walk past them, but how could either of them allow him to do so?“And where do you think you're going, you good-for-nothing?” Jocelyn questioned as she blocked his path, her gaze filled with complete and utter disdain.“I doubt that's your business,” Alistair replied. “You bastard, how dare you speak to my mother like that? You ungrateful cunt, to think that my sister wasted her time with a useless fool like you.” Patrick coldly remarked from the side.Alistair raised a brow. Did Sara
Chapter 308: A chance encounter at the grocery store
"Now that your mind is clear," Alistair continued, his voice returning to its calm, imperial cadence, "you must act as if nothing has changed. Whoever planted that core in you will be monitoring your behavior. If they realize you have broken free from its influence, they will either eliminate you or accelerate their plans before we are ready."Beggar John swallowed hard, forcing his breathing to slow down as he dragged his fractured composure back together.He was a veteran of the martial underworld, but realizing the very foundation beneath his feet was rotted out made him feel like a novice standing on a crumbling cliff."I... I understand, Sir," John said, forcing his hands to stop shaking as he stood up, bowing deeply to Alistair. "I will maintain the facade. I will play the part of the senile, foggy-headed beggar. But I don't understand. Why would they target me? I am no elder and though I have some influence, it is nothing compared to the elders.”“I reckon it is because of me.”
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