Chapter 598
Chapter 598:
Stella stared at him, stunned. “Are you seriously saying that? This looks nothing like the batch we reviewed. Marc, you’d say anything to cover yourself, wouldn’t you?”
They had locked that deal with signatures, and now the materials didn’t match. She had grounds to sue.
Marc’s expression turned uneasy. After a long, tense pause, he muttered, “Stel, what you saw was LG spec. But the contract you signed? That was for IG spec. They’re supposed to be different.”
Stella tilted her head slightly, trying to catch up—then the weight of his words crashed into her.
Her eyes narrowed, her voice dropping to a chill. “Tell me straight. Did you and Alonzo set this up to screw me?”
No one had mentioned anything about specs when she signed. Not once.
Marc raised his hands helplessly. “Stel, I get why you’re pissed. But the contract says what it says. How’s that some kind of trap?”
Stella took a step back. “Marc, I should’ve seen this coming. You’re just a money-hungry fraud,” she said, her voice tight. “I thought this deal meant something. I actually trusted you. But all along, you and Alonzo were just out to use me!”
She had been completely blindsided.
From the beginning, Marc and Alonzo had planned to pin the risk on her. Now she was stuck with a long-term deal, and breaking it would bleed her dry.
“Marc, you’re despicable!”
Stella turned and walked away without another word.
Marc, flustered, chased after her a few steps. “Stel, I swear I didn’t know! I only just found out after I made that call. You’ve got to believe me!”
She yanked her arm out of his grasp. “Don’t touch me.” Her eyes were filled with pure disgust.
Marc froze, completely thrown off by her reaction. He could only stand there and watch as she drove off, disappearing from sight. His heart sank. He genuinely had no idea why Alonzo hadn’t told him about the material switch and the altered specs. Why had Alonzo been setting Stella up from the very start?
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Standing at the windy waterfront, Marc pulled out his phone and called Alonzo. “Mr. Briggs, why the hell did you lie to Stella? And why didn’t you tell me either? If that’s how this is going to be, I’m out. You’ll have to find someone else to do your dirty work.”
Marc had made up his mind—he wanted to back out and clear the air with Stella. He was willing to own up to his past mistakes, but this wasn’t on him.
Alonzo was quiet for a moment, then said calmly, “Having second thoughts, are we?”
Marc’s jaw clenched. “This isn’t what I signed up for.”
Alonzo suddenly let out a low laugh. “Mr. Walsh, you want her to respect you, don’t you? You’ve come this far—if you back out now, you’ll look like a coward.”
Marc’s hands curled into fists.
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