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With that, he gestured for his secretary to hand him a blank check. He then held it up, presenting it to Allison as
though it were a lifeline. “You can have this check. Fill in whatever amount you want. Ms. Clarke, | hope you
realize that your life could be much better after leaving the Lloyd family.”
This was Brook's trump card, the offer he believed would break her. Allison, however, let out a light, amused
laugh. She had never anticipated such an absurd situation unfolding.
With a casual air, she took the check from him, inspecting it with a tilted head.
“If I'm not mistaken, this check has a limit of four million dollars, right?” Her voice was laced with casual curiosity
as she examined the check, her next words dripping with irony. “So, you think four million dollars could buy my
happiness?”
Before Brook could respond, she ripped the check to shreds with a single swift motion.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe sound of paper tearing echoed in the tense room, and the pieces fluttered to the floor.
Allison’s smile remained unwavering. “Sorry, this money means nothing to me.”
Brook's gaze turned steely as he realized just how much he had underestimated this woman. Ordinary people
wouldn't have recognized the implications of such a limited check.
“You think it’s not enough?” Brook's voice grew darker, his anger building.
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Allison let out a short, humorless laugh.
“Of course. Don’t tellyou think four million is enough for you?” At that, Brook’s expression shifted, and his
anger reached a boiling point.
“Then how much do you want?” he demanded, his tone now sharp and demanding.
Allison’s eyes met his, steady and unyielding. “It's priceless.”
Brook fell silent.
Kellan, standing resolutely beside her, spoke next, his words firm and unwavering. “In this life, I will only choose
her. No one can change my decision.”
Brook's face hardened, his expression growing cold. He could feel control slipping through his fingers, his
carefully laid plans unraveling before his eyes. His next question cout like a venomous bite, a final attempt
to regain sauthority. “Are you sure you want to ruin our father-son relationship over this woman?”
A hint of mockery flickered in Kellan’s eyes as he met his father’s gaze. “Our father-son relationship was ruined
the moment you had that affair.”
Brook's face turned ghostly white with rage. He hadn’t expected Kellan to dare confront him publicly like this.
“I know you've always hated me,” Brook said through clenched teeth, his smile cold and predatory. “But no
matter how much you despise me, as long as your mother’s family’s company shares are in my hands, you'll
have to listen to me.”
Allison could feel the subtle threat woven into Brook’s words. As he spoke, he made a sweeping gesture,
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmsignaling for the servants to leave. In that moment, the once-grand Lloyd mansion was cloaked in an oppressive
silence, the air thick with unspoken words.
Kellan’s voice was as still as a lake, betraying no emotion, his expression a stone mask. “Is that so? Then you'll
need the strength to keep the Lloyd Group afloat,” he replied, his tone as sharp as winter's chill.
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