The True Heiress Returns (Tilda Jenson) novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88 Tilda, You’ll Regret This!

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“Unless you’re willing to kneel and apologize! That’s the only way out of this!”

“That crap you’re spouting? Please. Nobody buys that anymore!”

Russell snapped, his fury exploding as he lashed out with a vicious kick at the sofa.

He did not dare lay hands on Tilda in front of Andy, but the rage inside him was ready to tear him apart if he could not let it out.

“No worries, Mr. Jenson. You’ve got money to burn. Busting up a sofa is just a few thousand down the drain.

“But at your age, throwing a kick like that could leave you with torn ligaments or worse. Doctors won’t be able to fix it. You’ll be nursing that damage for at least a hundred days.”

Tilda’s mocking voice filled the room, enjoying the sight of him losing control.

In her last life, she would have scrambled to please him, lowered herself, and agonized over whether she had done something wrong.

But now, she almost hoped that kick left him crippled and in the hospital for weeks.

That would have been real justice!

Russell nearly choked on his own rage, teeth grinding as his bloodshot eyes locked on her.

“Rest assured, if you die, I’ll still be alive!”

“I’ll remember those words, Mr. Jenson. May you live a long, long life. Only thing is–my blessings have a nasty habit of backfiring.”

If he thought he could out–snark her, he was playing in the wrong league.

Venom ran in the Jenson bloodline, and she admitted that she had inherited it.

But she’d taken it to the next level.

She could cut a man to pieces with her tongue and still smile while she did it.

“About what Tilda said earlier–I’ll back her up. Mrs. Jenson cornered me at the airport, tried to bribe me, and kept bothering me like a debt collector. It pushed Tilda over the edge, sure, but she’s within her rights. I’ll stand by my client and make damn sure she gets what she’s owed.

“So, Mr. Jenson, the condition’s simple. You kneel and apologize, and this lawsuit disappears like it never happened. The ball’s in your court, Mr. Jenson.”

Tilda slung an arm casually over Andy’s shoulder, her long legs crossed, her eyes glittering with mischief.

“Hear that, Mr. Jenson? The choice is yours. Will you kneel?

“Honestly, I can’t wait to see it. And relax–I won’t take pictures. I’d hate to bruise that fragile ego of yours…

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Chapter 88 Tilda, You’ll Regret This!

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“Go to hell, Tilda! How the hell did I end up with a daughter like you? I should’ve made Blair abort you when she was pregnant! I should’ve strangled you at birth!”

Russell cut her off, raging before she could finish.

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