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Chapter 597: You… you… she stammered, the words dying in her throat as she clamped her mouth shut.

The once-imperious woman was trembling.

People born into privilege often read situations well, and Lindy sensed that Allisons threat wasnt idle.

She was serious, deadly serious.

How unbelievable! How had she never realized Allison wasnt the submissive pushover she appeared to be? Behind that quiet exterior lurked a cold, ruthless side.

Melany slipped into her role with a practiced touch, draping herself around Lindy like a concerned daughter-in-law.

Lindy, are you alright? Yet, deep down, seeing Lindy like this filled her with satisfaction.

She wouldnt mind if the old woman finally succumbed to her misery.

Still, she hadnt expected Allison to actually strike Lindy publicly.

That was shocking.

But no matter what she was plotting, Melany had to hold her tongue.

After all, for now, she and Lindy were both in the same sinking boat.

Coincidentally, at that moment, a sleek black Maybach pulled up outside the crowd.

A man emerged a tall, heavyset figure draped in designer labels, each piece of clothing radiating wealth.

Instantly, Melanys eyes welled up, her voice trembling with a carefully crafted quaver.

Allison, I know youre angry at Lindy because of Colton, but theres no reason for violence.

She steadied Lindys arm with exaggerated gentleness, adding a fragile touch to her posture, all carefully staged to appear pitiful and distressed.

But most of the onlookers, including Allison, saw straight through her theatrics.

Only Melany believed her carefully curated angle might tug at the heart of the approaching man.

Lαtєst chαptєrs in g????lnovels.c????m And just as shed hoped, he strode forward, cutting a path through the crowd.

Whats going on here? he demanded as his gaze swept the scene.

How dare you mistreat someone on my property! The crowd parted, and Melanys lips curled ever so slightly in satisfaction.

Hook, line, and sinker.

He was exactly the type of man who loved nothing more than playing the hero.

Rebecca looked at the scene, her expression a blend of amusement and disdain as she addressed Allison.

Sweetheart, dont even bother looking.

Thats an eyesore.

Ferdinand nodded in agreement.

Whered he get that tailor? Someone mustve had an overstock in giant suits.

What a waste of fabric.

The man who had pushed his way into the crowd stood out, a bulky figure crammed into an ill-fitting suit that only exaggerated his greasy appearance.

Rolls of fat gathered around his neck, causing his collar to flip awkwardly, yet he wore an air of misplaced arrogance.

He sneered as he approached, his voice booming.

Are you the troublemakers around here? Do you even know whose turf youre on? The crowd grew tense, whispers quickly spreading through the onlookers.

Sunset Hill is Darrel Brennans territory.

Thats Santino Barker, his nephew, one person murmured.

Ive heard Santino is a ruthless bully, always picking on whoever he can, another whispered.

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