Chapter 17
Sunlight streamed down behind her, silhouetting her slender frame. Her meticulously applied makeup seemed to erase the girl who once wept for him.
Linda. She corrected him, fingertips tapping her desk nameplate. Or you may address me as ‘Ms. Norton‘.
Hendrix’s chest heaved violently.
I’ve uncovered the truth about,Elizabeth! He strode forward, planting his hands on her desk. It was her… she orches- trated those scenes herself, she’s been deceiving me all along! I… I truly believed that thug back then was hired by you to harm her…
Alexandra gazed at him calmly, not a ripple in her eyes.
Hendrix’s voice grew softer Had I known it was you… how could I possibly…
Possibly what Alexandra suddenly laughed. Possibly push me off that high platform yourself Possibly shatter my ribs with an iron rod Or possibly crush my fingers underfoot
She picked up the remote and pressed it lightly.
The projection screen in the office slowly descended, revealing footage where a burlap sack slipped away, exposing Alexandra’s bloodied, deathly pale face.
Hendrix’s face instantly turned pale.
Do you want me to continue playing Alexandra rested her chin, speaking in a casual tone, I have plenty more. Like the part where you were holding Elizabeth and had her call you ‘husband‘
Hendrix couldn’t speak. He looked at the cold eyes of the person in front of him, and the next second, his knees hit the ground heavily.
I’m sorry… his voice trembling, his fingers clenched tightly on the edge of her desk, I really… didn’t know…
Alexandra lowered her gaze at him and suddenly found it ridiculous.
The once high and mighty Hendrix was now kneeling before her like a stray dog.
Hendrix suddenly closed his eyes.
After a long silence, Hendrix raised his head Alexandra, what will it take for you to forgive me
Alexandra took out a document from the drawer and pushed it toward him.
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Chapter 17
Equity Acquisition Agreement Concerning the Sanchez Group
Sign it, she said flatly. I’ll acquire all your shares at market price.
Hendrix froze You want… the Sanchez Group
No. Alexandra rose, the sharp clicks of her heels echoing across the marble floor.
Leaning down, she tapped the contract with a manicured finger.
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I want you to personally deliver the Sanchez Group into my hands… Her eyes gleamed with unmasked intent. Then watch me destroy it piece by piece.
Hendrix’s trembling fingers brushed the document.
He knew the stakes-
Hand it over, and generations of legacy would vanish.
Refuse… and he’d lose any chance to win her back.
Alexandra watched his struggling form and suddenly found it pointless.
I’ll give you three days to think it over. She turned and walked toward the floor–to–ceiling window, her back cold and distant.
But Hendrix, don’t forget…
Right now, you have no right to negotiate with me.
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