Obedience No More He's the One I Deserved novel Chapter 470

Chapter 470 Negotiation

Dawn let out a long breath, her face so tense her cheeks had gone numb.

Still, she managed a thin smile. “I give you my word.”

“Ms. Dawn-

“Enough. Not another word!”

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Her sharp tone sliced through the air. Marshall froze, startled. She turned her head toward him, her eyes glinting like glass under the light. “Things are bad enough as they are! Do you want this to reach the point of no return before you lift a finger?”

Marshall’s fists tightened, his face hardening to the color of stone.

“Go inside. Check on the situation. If anyone’s injured, send them to the hospital right away.”

She waited, but he stayed motionless, his pride anchoring him in place.

Her lips twisted into a cool, mocking smile. “What’s wrong, Mr. Marshall? Is that fancy title making you too comfortable? Maybe you should go home and take a break.”

Even with rage burning in his eyes, Marshall swallowed it down. He clenched his jaw and signaled his men forward.

Dawn and Mason followed behind him. She studied every inch of the factory as she walked, her eyes thoughtful, her face unreadable.

She leaned closer and spoke quietly. “What’s your take on this?”

Mason’s brow furrowed. “This is worse than it looks. I think we’re caught in bigger.”

That included Marshall.

He acted like Vincent’s subordinate, but he didn’t behave like one.

He wasn’t afraid of Vincent. Not even a little.

The two of them seemed more like business partners than boss and employee.

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If Vincent had sent her all the way to Ithelia, it couldn’t have been just about this bicycle plant.

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The air between them grew heavy again. Neither spoke another word.

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The fire had been brutal, but the main machines were untouched. No one had been hurt.

Only an empty warehouse had burned down, leaving nothing but blackened ruins and the smell of ash.

Dawn stood still, staring at the wreckage. Then a young boy with dark skin walked toward her. He tugged gently at her sleeve and whispered, “I … saw it.”

Her breath hitched. She crouched down until her eyes met his. “Tell me what you saw.”

The boy stiffened. His eyes darted around nervously.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk. He was scared.

He couldn’t tell if she was someone who’d protect him or someone who’d make him disappear.

Everyone here said people like her–people dressed in fine clothes–were the enemy.

“You can trust me.” Her tone softened.

The boy blinked, hesitant. After a long pause, he asked quietly, “Really?”

“Absolutely.” Dawn held his gaze, her voice steady. “I want to know who the bad people are too. If you tell me, I’ll make sure they’re caught and sent to the police. You have my word. Alright?”

The boy’s eyes were dark as midnight, framed by skin so deep it made the whites of his eyes gleam like polished glass.

He parted his lips to speak, but a slick, mocking voice sliced through the air first.

“Ms. Dawn, are you seriously questioning a child?”

The words hit hard, cutting straight through the fragile calm.

The boy’s mother ran forward, her face pale with fear. She pulled him close and glared at Dawn. “Don’t you dare lay a hand on him!”

Dawn didn’t move.

She stayed crouched, her lashes falling for a moment as she drew in a slow breath.

Marshall’s cold eyes drifted from the boy to her, and his mouth curved into that smug, poisonous smile she’d come to hate. “See, Ms. Dawn? People are so quick to get the wrong idea.

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You’d be better off staying close to me. I can protect you.”

Dawn rose to her full height, her expression icy.

“I don’t recall asking for your approval before doing my job.”

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Marshall lifted a shoulder, looking amused. His silence said everything–if she got burned, that was her problem.

Dawn ignored him. She turned to the boy’s mother and spoke quietly, her words steady and careful. The woman didn’t respond, only tightened her hold on her son. Her eyes stayed guarded, watching Dawn like she was a threat waiting to strike.

Once the crowd began to thin, Mason approached. His face was grim, his jaw tight. His gaze followed Marshall’s figure as he walked away.

“Ms. Dawn, do you think the fire is…”

“I can’t say for sure.”

Dawn rubbed her temple, the ache behind her eyes spreading. “The boy said he saw something. But he never told me what it was.”

She hadn’t gotten that far before Marshall barged in and blew the moment apart.

“Do you think that kid’s in danger?”

Dawn froze. Her breath caught for a few seconds, the silence pressing in around her.

Then she raised a hand to her lips and paced in a small circle, her voice low and tight.need you to bring a few people you trust. Watch over him. Quietly. I don’t want a single happening to that child. Do it right now.”

“Yes, ma’am.” Mason gave a short nod and disappeared into the dark.

Dawn turned back toward the ruins. The collapsed warehouse still smoked faintly, streaks o ash and soot curling through the night air.

The wreckage looked haunted, like the aftermath of an ancient war, still echoing with pain.

The truth remained hidden, and the inventory couldn’t be counted. After what felt like endless arguing, Marshall finally managed to convince the foreman to let them stay overnight.

When night fell, the silence outside was suffocating.

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Dawn cleaned up quickly and stretched out on the bed, still in her clothes.

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Strange cries drifted through the fog, high and uneven, like birds that didn’t belong to this world. The air in the factory felt heavy and wrong, every shadow thick with unease.

Her phone buzzed on the nightstand, the screen lighting up the dim room.

“Ms. Dawn, something’s happened.” That was from Mason.

Dawn sat up at once. She snatched her coat from the chair, threw it on, and stepped into the dark hallway without hesitation.