Chapter 85
Melany didn’t dare speak, her silence weighing on her as Colton seethed beside her.
But Colton was far from willing to let things go.
“Mr.
Lloyd, don’t think you can just let go of your weight like that!” she snapped, her voice cutting through the tension.
At this level, everyone knew what it meant to have a powerful company back someone.
It was more than just support; it meant a deep-rooted alliance, a tangle of fates.
The look Kellan had given him earlier, as he handed him the bag, was impossible to misinterpret by any man who understood the game.
It wasn’t the look of a casual acquaintance, much less one as cold and calculating as Kellan.
At this realization, Colton’s anger flared even more.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.
His chest swelled, and the finger he was pointing at Allison trembled with barely contained rage.
“So, it’s true.
You’ve been involved with him the whole time.
Now it makes sense why you were so eager to cut ties with me, bitch.
”
Melany's venomous whispers had seeped into Colton's mind, tying him to his rage.
Any remaining guilt he had for Allison evaporated like steam from a hot iron.
He was now convinced that Allison had sold herself for this business years ago.
“You had everything you could ask for in the Stevens family: comfort, security, all on a silver platter! We never treated you badly, and yet you repaid us behind our backs, dishonoring me with your disgusting betrayal.
Allison, you are nothing but a lying whore.
” Colton’s eyes were bloodshot, his mind clouded with fury.
He couldn’t even fully understand why this rage consumed him, but it did, so much so that he lost all self-control, hurling vile words at Allison like daggers.
Crack! Allison didn't flinch.
Her response was as quick as a bolt of lightning splitting the sky.
Her slender fingers moved so fast they blurred, and the sound of bones breaking echoed through the room.
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“Ahhh!” Colton hadn’t even processed what had just happened before a jolt of numbness shot through his fingers, followed by excruciating, bone-deep agony.
Allison had snapped one of his fingers in half.
Sweat poured from his icy-cold forehead as his body convulsed in shock.
The sharp pain rekindled the fracture in his other wrist, adding to his torment.
With a heavy, humiliating thud, he fell to his knees.
The fall was not only due to the pain in his wrist or the newly broken finger, but he felt as if the agony had burned through him like a fire.
He hunched over, his spine twisting as if trying to protect itself from the relentless pain.
“Are you crazy, Allison?!” To anyone else watching, it might have looked like Colton was bowing in apology.
Even through the cloud of pain, a ridiculous thought flickered through her mind – at least she hadn’t aimed any lower.
If she had applied the same force any lower, her future would have been completely destroyed.
“Oh my God! Colton, are you okay?” Melany shrieked, her voice shaking with fear.
She had never witnessed such brutality before.
The speed, the cold precision of Allison’s attack left her reeling.
She staggered back, feeling an icy grip slide down her spine.
But Allison wasn't done.
She followed Colton as he fell, crouching beside him, her presence looming over him.
Gripping his jaw with both hands, she forced it open, her control absolute.
"Is that all it takes for you to collapse in grief? We've only just begun.
"
With a twist of his hands, he effortlessly dislocated her jaw.
He pulled a small knife from his sleeve, the blade glinting ominously as he pressed it against her tongue.
“This tongue of yours, always wagging, always spinning lies.
Let’s see how much it can wiggle once it’s cut out.
” Allison’s tone was cold, almost conversational, but the threat behind her words was sharp enough to cut.
The terrifying calm with which Allison carried out her threats sent a chill down Melany's spine.
She froze, too terrified to breathe.
She remembered that day in Athton, when Allison had cut her hair with a knife, and the sting of the slap she had given her.
That memory was enough to make Melany back away even further, her legs carrying her backwards as fast as fear could push them, terrified that Allison would turn her wrath on her next.