Chapter 37: Allison couldn't help but laugh at Colton's desperate attempt to use his grandfather as a shield.
But as your grandfather also said, integrity is key in both life and business.
As CEO of the Stevens Group, honoring your word should be a given.
Colton's face flushed, his usual sharp retorts failing him at this truth.
Kellan, who had been watching the drama unfold with lazy amusement, widened his eyes.
enough to stroke a cat's chin, and commented offhandedly: I especially dislike people who don't keep their promises.
Maybe now would be a good time for my assistant to review our contracts with the Stevens Group, just to make sure everything is in order.
The threat was unmistakable, and Colton's complexion lost color in an instant.
The new luxury stores that had opened collaborated with shopping centers owned by Kellan's company.
A scandal could seriously affect his brand, especially with investors watching closely.
Colton, you really should learn to bow gracefully in these situations, Melany advised him with quiet wisdom, trying to diffuse the tension.
Considering that Allison has the backing of Kellan, the CEO of the Lloyd Group, it might be wise to consider the future.
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Gritting his teeth, Colton reluctantly agreed.
Slowly, he and Melany knelt, feeling as if their knees were about to break under the weight of his humiliation.
A loud thud resounded as they finally settled into their kneeling position.
Colton squeezed his eyes shut and bowed his head, his voice strained, while murmuring: Sorry, we were wrong.
The words came out through clenched teeth, dripping with reluctance and discomfort as if each syllable were a dagger.
Even the distant buzz of mosquitoes seemed louder than his apologies.
Allison's gaze remained coldly distant as she looked at them.
I must be hearing things, or perhaps the illustrious CEO of the Stevens Group has lost his voice.
That's why your apologies are barely a whisper.
Allison scoffed, her tone dripping with disdain as she emphasized CEO.
"Don't you dare pressure me.
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" Colton began, his voice thick with fury, but was interrupted by a cold, piercing gaze.
Kellan, with a cat nearby, looked at Colton with wide eyes.
as dark and intense as a midnight storm.
Colton met that gaze and felt an icy chill run through his bones.
Sorry, we were wrong! Colton blurted out suddenly, his face red as if he had been hit by the sun.
Her teeth nearly broke in the effort to control her anger.
Even Melany, her eyes filled with tears, bowed her head deeply in apology, wishing she could tear Allison to pieces.
After they bowed three heartfelt bows, Allison finally gave up.
He relaxed in his chair, methodically arranging his carving tools and treating Melany and Colton as if they were mere shadows.
Now that you're done, you can leave, he said with an air of finality.
Melany stood up, struggling to keep her head.
composure.
Having been pampered all her life, she had never faced such a humiliating situation.
Despite her fury, she knew better than to attack now.
She could hardly believe that Allison, of all people, had enlisted Kellan's support.
Now that we've cleared up this minor misunderstanding, I'm sure you can put bygones behind you, Allison.
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But speaking of the past, you mentioned during the divorce that you had been with someone.
When could we meet that person? If you have found your true love, we can leave in peace.
His words were wrapped in a veneer of concern and generosity.
However, deep down, Melany was simply trying to provoke Kellan into being disappointed in Allison.
He's just a gigolo, so what if I slept with him.
Allison replied bluntly.
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