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Chapter 7: Rebeccas fury was palpable as she yanked Allison into the lounge area.

That Mason idiot shouldve been tossed overboard to feed the fish! Even though it was Allison who had dealt with the sleazy guy, Rebeccas rage seemed to be burning through her.

She was practically spitting nails, cursing out the guys entire lineage.

Calm down, Allison said, her demeanor as cool as a cucumber as she handed Rebecca a glass of wine.

Dont sweat it.

Theres not a soul on this planet who can touch me.

Of course that loser couldnt, Rebecca replied, still simmering.

After all, back when you were out on missions in Qairyn, you were dealing with real, hardened criminals, not these pathetic excuses for human beings.

Allison said, So take a deep breath.

Theres still half an hour before the banquet kicks off, and the nights young.

Dont keep your handsome guy waiting too long.

Alright, Rebecca said.

Ive got someone keeping tabs on Charisma Company for you.

If anything pops up, just give me a ring.

And those eight cool guys are still hanging around.

Feel free to choose one after the banquet.

Allison chuckled.

Will do.

She was about to head to the venue early to catch a glimpse of the elusive figure behind Charisma Company when two familiar faces came into view.

Ms.

Clarke, hi, Im Melany Johnson.

Melany, dressed in a simple yet elegant white dress, had soft curls fluttering in the sea breeze.

Explore the world of fiction at gⱯlnσν????ℓs․com Im here to apologize.

If it werent for Colton and me having that argument and me storming off to another country, you wouldnt be tangled up in all this.

Her voice was soft, her fingers intertwined with Coltons as if claiming him as her own.

But were truly in love.

Allison propped her chin on her hand and asked, So? It seemed to throw them for a loop; Colton looked taken aback by Allisons calm indifference.

He drew Melany closer, wrapping his arms around her.

So stop playing these games to get my attention.

I dont know how you managed to cozy up to Rebecca or find me here, but this charade ends now! Allison let out a laugh.

Games? Lets not forget that I have already agreed to meet you in the courthouse and prepared divorce documents.

No matter how low I might sink, I wouldnt stoop to going back to someone I dumped.

Her words were sharp, with an unmistakable edge.

After all, Melany had vanished on her wedding day, fleeing abroad with a note claiming her parents had forced her to.

Then, as if by magic, she reappeared just as the Stevens Group was on the rise.

The timing was just too perfect.

Melanys expression wavered, but she quickly masked it with a sorrowful face, her eyes welling up.

Colton, I was forced back then.

But Colton wasnt really there.

His mind wandered, his gaze locked onto Allison like a moth to a flame.

Her demeanor remained aloof, yet her smile was a burst of sunlight.

It was a side of her hed never glimpsed before Allison, a rose with thorns, alluring yet perilous, leaving him feeling… rattled.

Dont forget to go to the courthouse tomorrow morning, Colton said, his eyes still fixed on Allison, searching for even a flicker of regret in her expression.

But there was none.

The love and longing that once burned for him had morphed into icy indifference.

Sure thing.

Just remember to keep your promise, Mr.

Stevens, Allison responded with a nod.

Shed faced her share of heartbreak and disillusionment.

But after weathering the storm so many times, shed learned to rise above it, treating it like a fleeting nightmare.

And now, it was time to wake up.

Colton felt unsettled.

He couldnt fathom her cold indifference.

By the way, Grandpas being discharged from the hospital the day after tomorrow.

He insists on seeing you.

Allison took a leisurely sip of her drink.

Oh? Anything else? The subtext was clear if there was more to say, spit it out now.

Otherwise, itd be best to leave! Colton fell silent, his frustration evident.

Melany, sensing his irritation, spoke up softly.

Theres nothing more, but I understand its hard to let go.

Otherwise, you wouldnt have gone to all this trouble to show up.

You see, Colton and I genuinely care for each other, so I hope youll bless us.

And perhaps you could grace us with your presence at the wedding.

Allison saw right through Melanys thinly veiled motive.

Melany, aware of her tenuous hold, wanted to extend an olive branch to Allison, the ex-wife, to appear magnanimous.

But Allison had already repaid whatever debts she owed and had no reason to endure any further discomfort.

There are plenty of fish in the sea, Miss Johnson.

Though it seems like youre clinging to this one, Allison said as she rose, a sardonic grin curling her lips.

As for the wedding, Ill pass.

I wouldnt want anyone saying the ex-wife turned into the other woman.

That would be a bit of a pickle for Mr.

Stevens.

She tipped her glass, letting the drink spill freely onto the floor.

Oh, and best of luck.

May you two enjoy a lifetime of Coltons face flushed with anger.

Dont come crying to me later! With that, he stormed off, Melany trailing behind him.

Allison headed straight for the VIP area to change for the evenings affair.

But as soon as she closed the door behind her, a gun was pressed against her side in the darkness.

Dont make a sound! Allison remained perfectly still, her calm only growing in the shadows.

She couldnt see his face, but the tense muscles in his arm and the heat radiating from his body spoke volumes about his danger.

Without a hint of fear, she said softly, Your hand is trembling.

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