ReadGoodChapter 308 Atlas hand swung fiercely, landing a thunderous slap across Yvonnes face.
You bitch! At this point, you still dare to lie to me? Ill kill you ! he roared with unrestrained fury.
The force of the slap sent Yvonne flying several feet across the room.
She crashed to the ground, coughing up blood before falling limp and motionless.
Michael watched in horror, his heart pounding as cold dread seeped into his veins.
Atlas was not just angry this man was ready to kill.
Mr.
Rhodes, Atlas growled, his piercing gaze locking onto Michael .
Didnt you swear tothat this filthy pair wasnt in your hotel ? Michael stumbled backward, his voice shaking.
Mr.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtGiordano, I... I didnt Atlas did not wait for an explanation.
With a wave of his hand, he barked, Take this lying fool outside.
Dont kill him I dont need the Rhodes family breathing down my neck buke sure he suffers.
I want him begging for mercy, wishing he were dead.
Two Northern District enforcers grabbed Michael without hesitation, yanking his hair and dragging him toward the door.
Mr.
Giordano, please! I didnt mean to deceive you ! Michaels screams echoed through the hall .
Im part of the Rhodes family! If you do this to me, theyll make you pay ! Stop! Please, I was wrong! I was wrong! Atlas smirked coldly, unimpressed.
The Rhodes family wouldnt risk their entire alliance with the Northern District over an idiot like you.
Meanwhile, Finley stood frozen, his eyes glued to the floor, unable to face Atlas.
But with Yvonne and Michael already dealt with, he knew there was no escaping his turn.
Mr.
Giordano, I- Finley forced a nervous smile, trying to break the suffocating tension.
Shut up! Atlas snarled, swatting the air dismissively.
Dont you dare! Youre nothing but filth, and I wont let you sully my ears with your lies.
Finleys face twitched, but he held onto his forced smile.
Mr.
Giordano, please hearout.
Youve got this all wrong.
Nothing happened betweenand your wife nothing at all ! .
Atlas laughed a dark, mocking sound.
Nothing happened? Do I look like an idiot to you, Mr.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmMoore ? Or are you just that pathetic at coming up with excuses? Finley held his hands up defensively.
Believe it or not, I swear on everything I didnt touch her.
Wed had too much to drink at the party, so we chere to sleep it off, thats all ! Atlas laughter grew louder, each chuckle cutting deeper Finley, youre either the most brazen fool Ive ever met, or you truly believe Im too soft to see through your lies.
+25 BONUS Chapter 300 His expression turned deadly as he m grabbed Finley by the collar, pulling him close. You really think III believe any of this nonsense? Finley stiffened, tilting his chin up defiantly.
Mr.
Giordano, if you wont trust a word from your own brother, theres nothing more I can say.
But Ill stand by my truth I did nothing wrong.
My conscience is clear.
He clung to his story, stubbornly refusing to admit fault .
After all, Atlas had not caught them red handed, and without solid m evidence, Finley hoped he could ride E out the storm. His plan was simple : let Atlas fury simmer down then work to repair their relationship.
A few grand gestures perhaps a lavish gift or an A list actress to win Atlas over and everything would Επ return to normal. However, Finleys optimism was short lived.
Reality had a cruel way of proving him wrong.
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