The True Heiress Returns (Tilda Jenson) novel Chapter 85

Chapter 85 The Price of Pride,

Andy’s words were so clear that even Russell couldn’t pretend not to understand.

If he tried to bribe Andy in front of Tilda and Andy shot him down, she’d use it against him.

The truth about why he was here could never be spoken aloud.

But if he said nothing, then this was it.

His last chance would slip away.

Once they hit the courtroom, against Andy, defeat was guaranteed.

Andy’s reputation was terrifying for a reason.

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He said evenly, “Mr. Jenson, you’re the chairman of Jenson Group, one of the biggest names in Slosa. Surely you’re not senile enough to hand us leverage on a silver platter.

“And by the way, barging into someone’s suite without permission? Under Section 192, that’s trespassing. Technically, we could call the police right now and demand a formal apology. So, how exactly do you plan on fixing this?”

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Tilda chimed right in, playing off him like they had rehearsed it. The two of them in sync only made Russell’s face grow darker, uglier by the second.

“Tilda… that’s enough.”

Howard’s hands balled into fists. He had known the moment they stepped inside they’d be targets for her barbs, but this was too much.

No matter what had happened, Russell was still her father, the man who had given her life. And this was how she repaid him? It was inhuman.

“Howard, don’t,” Russell cut him off.

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He might have been cornered, but he was still the chairman who had weathered decades of storms, Clear- headed now, he wasn’t as reckless as he’d been in their earlier encounters. He stopped Howard before he made it worse.

Howard finally shut his mouth, though the anger still burned in his eyes.

“Mr. Jenson, why won’t you let Howard speak? What he just said–wasn’t that always your favorite line to throw at me back in the day?”

Tilda leaned back on the couch, lounging comfortably with her chin propped in one hand. Her gaze was flat and unshaken, taking in both Russell and Howard without a ripple. Her voice was lazy, unhurried, carrying the calm of a cat toying with its prey.

Russell drew in a long breath, closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again.

He finally muttered,” … I’m sorry.”

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Chapter 85 The Price of Pride

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The apology slipped out so suddenly that Howard stared at Russell in disbelief, convinced he must have misheard.

“Andy, did you hear that?” Tilda tilted her head, feigning confusion. “Sounded like somebody just farted.”

Andy smirked and tapped her nose. “No, Tilly. That was Mr. Jenson talking. But he said it so softly, I couldn’t quite make it out.”

You-!”

Howard’s whole body trembled with rage. The humiliation was unbearable.

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