Chapter 126
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What Felix hadn’t anticipated was Collin’s unexpected arrival to save Linsey. More astonishing still was the revelation that Collin was not, in fact, crippled!
As Felix assessed his precarious situation, he couldn’t shake the thought that despite Collin’s miraculous recovery, the vast Riley family empire would end up falling into Huntley’s scheming hands. Telling the truth now would be a death sentence—Huntley wouldn’t just let him walk away unscathed.
With the weight of this knowledge pressing down on him, Felix straightened his back and stuttered, “It… it was all my idea…”
Collin interrupted him with a scornful chuckle, his voice icy as he dismissed Felix’s lies. “Go ahead, keep up the bullshit. You might as well rot here. You’re worthless to us now.”
Felix’s heart hammered in his chest as panic surged through his veins. He glanced up to find Collin and his men already turning their backs on him, their steps echoing ominously in the empty room. A surge of adrenaline spurred Felix into action, his mind racing. If he didn’t escape now, what bleak future awaited him? It was better to come clean. Once he was free, he could snatch his family and disappear into obscurity.
“I’ll talk! I’ll talk!” Felix’s voice cracked as he yelled after Collin, desperation tingeing his words. “I swear, it was all Huntley’s idea! He forced me into this!”
Collin halted mid-stride, tension crackling in the air. Slowly, he pivoted to face Felix, his expression darkening into a stormy glower. With a menacing calm, he fixed Felix with a steely glare and commanded, “Go on.”
Felix inhaled sharply, his voice quivering as he admitted, “A few days ago, Huntley sought me out. He demanded that I kidnap Linsey. And then… then he insisted I make a video and leak it online. You know how the Internet feeds on the scandals of the elite. With just a nudge, the rumor of Linsey’s infidelity would ignite, spreading uncontrollably.” He paused, his gaze flickering with a mix of fear and regret. “His plan all along was to destroy you and Linsey, leaving your reputations in ruins.”
As Collin absorbed Felix’s words, his expression hardened into a glacial mask of fury. For years, he had weathered the relentless underhanded tactics of Huntley and Fernanda without striking back. But their audacity to ensnare Linsey crossed a line beyond forgiveness. Witnessing the ominous storm brewing in Collin’s eyes, Felix shuddered, his words tumbling out in a desperate rush.
“Collin, please, you have to believe me—it was all Huntley’s manipulation! How could I defy the influence of the Riley family? I was powerless.”
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He clasped his hands together, pleading, “If there’s anyone to blame, it’s your ruthless family. I promise, I’ll stay away from Linsey. Just… just let me walk away, and I’ll forget everything that happened.”
At that, Collin’s laughter echoed low and menacingly through the room, sending a chill down Felix’s spine.
“Stay away from her? Trust me, you won’t even have the opportunity to glance her way ever again.”
Felix, frozen in shock, felt a chill creep down his spine before blurting out, “What do you mean by that?”
Collin marched out, each step resolute and unforgiving, his voice cold and commanding as he instructed his subordinates, “Ensure he’s breathing. Then turn him over to the authorities.”
Felix’s eyes burned with rage as he bellowed, “Collin! You lying piece of shit! You broke your fucking promise, you goddamn bastard!” But Collin paid him no mind, his features sculpted into an impassive mask as he exited the basement, leaving Felix’s desperate cries echoing in the damp air.
Outside, the crisp night air whisked away the acrid scent of blood that clung to Collin, as his thoughts shifted to his next problem: Huntley, his pathetic, fuck-up of a younger brother.
Meanwhile, in the dimly lit confines of a bar’s private room, the air was thick with the intoxicating aromas of liquor and perfume. Huntley lounged casually, a cunning grin playing on his lips, as he nudged the woman nestled in his arms to drink more. She choked slightly, the alcohol searing her throat.
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