Chapter 591:
She seemed genuinely kind, carefully choosing her words to avoid further offense. “Besides, Colton was once your husband. Maybe that’s reason enough to show a little mercy?”
Allison let out a low, humorless laugh, shaking her head. “You’re right. That makes so much sense.”
She clapped her hands in mock applause and continued, “Alright then — since you’re so compassionate, why don’t you step up? Go to the casino yourself and try to save him.” The long-haired girl who was only trying to reason instinctively stepped back in embarrassment after being rebuffed.
“You… why are you so heartless?” she managed to stammer.
However, a man next to her, wiser to the scene, quickly tugged her back and scolded her for being naive. “Do you even know what Muisvedo is? Allison risked her life for that fortune. That money’s hers and hers alone. It has nothing to do with anyone else!”
The girl fell silent.
Others around them began to draw back too. They all knew the danger of Muisvedo. And as for Melany, who had manipulated her husband into the game and coerced Allison into playing with her life — was she really someone worth trusting?
Of course, the silence that followed wasn’t just from hesitation. It was from fear — fear of Allison. She was a woman who had gambled with everything and walked away victorious.
No one dared to challenge her, not with that kind of power. Lindy, her heart pounding, could feel the suffocating silence pressing in on her. “Don’t listen to her!” But no one answered. She was ignored.
She was desperate. With no other options, she dropped the pretenses. “Allison, are you really trying to drive us to death?” Allison merely pointed to a nearby lake with a detached calm.noveldrama
“If you’re so desperate, there are other ways to cope.”
Lindy’s breath hitched, her frustration bubbling over into pure, unadulterated rage.
Nearby, Rebecca clicked her tongue in annoyance.
“Alright,” she said. “I’m not exactly strapped for cash, so why not be generous for once?”
Her bobbed hair flicked in the breeze, her sharp eyes scanning the scene with a cool, calculating gaze.
“You could slap each other,” she offered with a grin, “Seven hundred thousand per slap. It’s an offer you can’t refuse. In no time, you’ll have enough to save Colton. What do you think?”
Lindy stood frozen, struggling to comprehend what she had just heard.
“How… how could you be so malicious? Using such a degrading method to humiliate us!”
Her heart pounded in her chest, torn between her desperation to save her son and the gnawing shame of what she’d be forced to do. The thought of slapping each other with Melany, degrading herself in front of so many, was far too disgraceful, too humiliating.
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