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Chapter 98

    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elijah scoffed. “You’ve always been jealous of her, spreading lies and making threats. You’ve done plenty of terrible things in the past. Today, you’re just pulling the same old tricks.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I had grown numb to his usations. I turned to the staff. “Pull up the security footage. The cameras will show what really happened.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">As soon as I said that, Elijah’s expression faltered, and Jocelyn looked visibly uneasy. She quickly clung to Elijah, her voice soft as she said, “Elijah, let it go. It’s not a big deal. I’m not seriously hurt. Maybe Ms. York didn’t mean it, maybe she just slipped and identally cut me.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">She looked over at me, her eyes pleading. “Isn’t that right, Ms. York?”</font></font>Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">However, I remained expressionless. “Whether that’s true or not isn’t for me to decide. After all, Mr. Linden didn’t even see the truth before assuming I was at fault.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jocelyn hurriedly tried to smooth things over, turning back to Elijah.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Elijah, there are so many important people here tonight. This is really nothing. Honestly, I probably just hurt myself. It’s not Ms. York’s fault.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elijah hesitated, clearly unsure of what to do, but I waved my hand dismissively. “Enough. Let’s pull up the footage. If I really hurt Ms. Cornell, I’ll apologize. But if I didn’t?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I stared directly at Elijah, my gaze challenging. His face twisted with difort. “If you didn’t, then we’ll just drop it.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I let out a coldugh. “Just drop it? Mr. Linden, you can’t keep living by double standards. Why should I bear the me for something I didn’t do?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elijah was momentarily at a loss for words. He frowned. “Ariana, what kind of game are you trying to y?</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He paused, his expression changing as if something had clicked in his mind. Then, with a bitterugh, he said, “I get it now. You just want to humiliate me, don’t you?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I didn’t bother responding. There was no point in arguing with him anymore. I touched my chest, relieved. At least, that familiar dull ache wasn’t there this time.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Mr. Linden, if it turns out that Ms. Cornell injured herself, don’t you think you owe Ari an apology?” Logan’s voice came from behind as he approached with Mr. Maynard and Mr. Pearson.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Under Logan’s steady gaze, Elijah visibly flinched. After a long pause, Elijah finally said, “Fine. If it turns out I was wrong-”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">He abruptly turned to Logan, his voice sharp. “But if this woman did hurt Jo, what are you going to do to make it right, Mr. Wood?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan raised an eyebrow, amused. “So, you’re raising the stakes now?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elijah said nothing, but the meaning was clear. A wave of disgust washed over me. How could someone be so shameless?</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan walked over and stood beside me, giving me a calm look before turning back to Elijah.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“If Ari identally hurt Ms. Cornell, I’ll hand over the Westside hotel project to you,” Logan said smoothly.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The moment those words left his mouth, Elijah’s face lit up. “Deal! It’s a promise!”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">I frowned, tugging on Logan’s sleeve. “Why give that to him?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan smiled reassuringly at me before addressing Elijah again. “Mr. Linden, what happens if you’re wrong?”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elijah gritted his teeth, thinking for a long moment before replying reluctantly, “Then I’ll pay Ms. York one million in damages.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Mr. Maynard and Mr. Pearson exchanged disapproving looks, clearly understanding just how unwilling Elijah was to lose. Logan chuckled and nodded.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">“Alright. That’s fair.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Soon after, the security footage was retrieved and yed for everyone to see. The truth was clear–I was arranging flowers, and Jocelyn hade over to talk.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Then, she reached for the scissors, which I hadn’t even noticed. She had aimed them at my face, but just as I lowered the flower, the scissors slipped, grazing her arm in the process.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">The entire room went silent as everyone watched the footage unfold. All eyes turned toward Jocelyn. Her face had gone pale.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Tears welled up in her eyes as she stammered, “I–I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to. I just wanted to help Ms. York trim the flowers. I didn’t expect…”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">But no matter how pitiful she looked, it was useless. The security foot captured everything with perfect rity. Everyone could see exactly what had happened.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elijah’s face was a mix of anger and shame. He violently shook off Jocelyn’s hand, ring at her with fury. “I can’t believe you would do something like this…” he snarled.</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Jocelyn reached for his sleeve, her voice trembling. “Elijah, please, let me exin. It wasn’t on purpose, I swear.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Logan, standing calmly to the side, finally spoke up. “Mr. Linden, I believe an apology is in order.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">Elijah red at me for what felt like an eternity before muttering through gritted teeth, “Ms. York… I’m sorry. I’ll have the one million sent to youter.”</font></font>


    <font style="vertical-align: inherit;"><font style="vertical-align: inherit;">With that, his face darkened further as he grabbed Jocelyn and stormed out of the room.</font></font>
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