"Can you stop being such a spineless coward, Yardley? Show some backbone! How much longer are you going to let Scarlett step all over you?!"
"If you can stomach it, fine, but I can't! This time, I'm going to teach her a lesson she'll never forget!"
"There's no going back now! Let me be perfectly clear—Talia is never coming back from Tyrellia! Scarlett can go over there and collect her corpse!"
Completely rebelling against Yardley's orders, Sylvia slammed the phone down.
She had been stepped on and oppressed for too long. Now that she finally had a taste of victory, there was no way she was backing down!
She used to idolize Yardley, thinking he was the ultimate alpha, a true man's man. But ever since he let Scarlett walk away with so much of his wealth in the divorce, she only saw him as weak and pathetic.
This time, she was going to use her own methods to show him that she was the only one truly on his side, the only one capable of getting proper revenge.
After hanging up, Sylvia was just about to message Kane for an update when the doorbell suddenly rang.
Sylvia walked over to the monitor and saw a man in a food delivery uniform standing on the porch.
Without thinking much of it, Sylvia opened the door.
The very second the door swung open, the delivery driver drove a vicious kick right into her abdomen!
Sylvia gasped in shock, stumbling backward in pure panic. "Who are you?! Are you crazy?!"
The man’s voice was dangerously low, radiating a lethal intent. "Long time no see."
The sound of that voice sent a violent shudder through her spine. She looked up just as he pulled off his helmet.
She was horrified to realize it was Stellan—the same bodyguard she had once tried to seduce!
"You..."
Realizing the profound danger she was in, Sylvia clutched her stomach, fighting through the agonizing pain, and frantically scrambled backward.


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