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Chapter 501: She looked at Allison as if she were already dead.

Just imagine how the chairman will deal with someone who shows him no respect.

Allison, however, was unbothered.

Im not too worried about the chairman.

She glanced innocently at Andres.

Im more curious, Mr.

Yates, about how you plan to deal with your disrespectful subordinate.

Andres pupils contracted as his smile froze.

You! Fay, always hot-tempered, reached for her weapon and moved toward Allison, but her broken arm throbbed, sending a sharp wave of pain through her.

Just as she took a step, a loud slap echoed through the room.

Smack! Andres had slapped her hard across the face, and her cheek instantly swelled.

Shocked, Fay stared at him, unable to believe hed actually hit her.

B-boss, you… she stammered.

Andres glared.

Scarlet Snake is a guest of Muisvedo.

Is this how I taught you to treat our guests? His eyes were cold and dangerous as he barked, Get out! Ł@Ŧé$† Ç♄äþŧεяş íπ ĠalπoνεlŞ.cø₥ Yes.

Fay bit back her anger, intimidated by his menacing stare.

She knew Andres wasnt someone to be crossed lightly.

Others had suffered far worse than a slap someone had even been skinned.

Unwilling but subdued, she lowered her head and stepped back.

With Fay out of the way, Andres flashed a smile at Allison.

Scarlet Snake, Ive disciplined her for you.

Now, shall we get down to business? Do you want compensation, or would you rather take your chances at the gambling table? Its your call.

Allison recognized the slap as a calculated move on his part.

He had slapped a subordinate, but it cost him nothing to assert a bit of discipline.

Still, she wasnt concerned with Andres intentions.

She had long believed in responding to people with equal force.

As far as she was concerned, whether Fay was slapped or left with a broken arm, she had earned it.

I do have one condition, Allison said smoothly.

If you agree to it, Ill play Amors game.

Please, go ahead, Andres replied, his gaze narrowing with interest.

Allison leaned back, propping her chin on her hand.

Since the chairman will be around, why not let him oversee the game? That way, we can all be sure its fair.

Andres hesitated, his brow furrowing slightly as if he were about to decline.

Then, he seemed to reconsider, quickly nodding in agreement.

No problem.

After all, it had been a while since the chairman had attended a gambling event.

Having him as a witness would not only draw attention but also lend credibility, boosting Muisvedos reputation and business.

Seeing Andres agree, Allison didnt press the conversation further.

Ill change clothes.

Wait outside, she said.

Ten minutes, Andres replied, signaling his entourage to follow him as they stepped out.

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