Chapter 226
Chapter 226:
The partners pressed their advantage. Among them were even a few lawyers ready to take legal action on the spot. Marc’s fury darkened his expression as he glared at them. His tone dropped to a low, threatening rumble. “You want to sue? Go ahead. But don’t forget—we have binding contracts. If you breach them, you’ll be the ones getting sued. Which lawyer here would dare take that risk?”
The stakeholders faltered. The lawyers exchanged uneasy glances. He wasn’t wrong—going up against a company they’d worked with before, especially one as petty and litigious as Marc’s, could jeopardize their entire practice. It wasn’t just about winning a case; it was about survival in the legal field.
For a moment, the room fell into a cold silence. Then William stepped forward, his voice calm but commanding. “I happen to have a private lawyer who doesn’t hesitate to take on any other clients.”
Whether this lawsuit wins or loses, I won’t fire him. What do you think, Mr. Walsh?”
Marc’s heart sank. He had thought he’d narrowly escaped, only for William to throw a grenade at his feet.
His face turned pale as he stared at William in disbelief. Why would he go this far? Was he really doing all of this for Stella?
Marc clenched his fists. “Mr. Briggs… must you be so ruthless?”
William’s smile was faint, his tone almost casual. “Isn’t this mess your own doing, Mr. Walsh?”
Stella stepped forward, her voice cool and sharp. “Mr. Walsh, before you plot your next move, try using that brain of yours. Not everyone is like your ex-wife—willing to forgive you no matter how badly you behave. Here’s some advice: keep your head down, or you might end up in a far worse situation.”
She turned to William with a light smirk. “That was some engagement party. Quite the entertainment. I’m tired now—shall we go?”
William nodded, glanced at the guests, and told them to contact him for legal assistance whenever needed. Then they both walked out of the banquet hall, graceful and composed, leaving behind nothing but wreckage in their wake.
Marc and Haley stood frozen, surrounded by murmurs and judgmental glances from the remaining guests.
The banner behind them—”True Love Forever”—and the carefully arranged roses now felt like a cruel joke.
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Outside, William led Stella to his car, parked near the curb. Once inside, nestled in the comfort of the Bentley’s plush seats, she turned to him. “How did you get those recordings about Haley?” she asked.
She hadn’t had those chat logs or audio files herself. Where had they come from?
William answered casually, “I came across them while looking into Marc a while ago. Since Haley was involved with him, her dirt came up too. I didn’t delete them—didn’t expect they’d come in handy today.”
That made sense. Stella remembered the tension between Marc and William. He had investigated Marc long ago, and Haley had just happened to be collateral damage.
She nodded slightly, then asked, “Could you send them to me too?” If Haley or Marc caused trouble again, having that material would save her the trouble of returning to William.
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