Chapter 306: Misunderstanding, you say? Gordons smirk deepened, his eyes narrowing as a dark, dangerous aura radiated from him.
His tone was mocking, as if he were toying with a child.
If you must call it that, sure lets chalk it up to a misunderstanding.
My hand slipped, my mistake.
Truly, my deepest apologies.
He twisted Mnys words with deliberate sarcasm, treating her sly attempts like a joke while pretending to y nice.
Mny forced a smile, though the tension beneath it was unmistakable.
Its fine, really.
But inside, she was reeling.
She realized she had finally met her match.
Gordons reputation was well-known no one dared to cross him.
Even as a kid, hed been a troublemaker, and though hed spent years abroad, that arrogance still clung to him like a second skin.
His cavalier attitude grated not only on Colton but also on Mny.
Why was it always Allison who had people rallying to her side? The injustice of it stung, but Mny knew she had to y the innocent victim.
With a coy smile, she said, Mr.
Herbert, arent you afraid of offending Mr.
kely by causing such a scene at his dinner… for Allison? Her words wereced with subtle venom, stirring the pot just enough to ignite a spark.
She didnt know the full extent of Gordons connections, but from the gossip shed overheard, his familys political ties were enough to rival Ferdinands empire.
The Everett Group had long dominated the advertising world, buttely, whispers about tax evasion and political scrutiny had tainted their reputation no doubt the handiwork of the mayor, Gordons father.
In Mnys mind, it was the perfect setup let them tear each other apart.
All eyes shifted toward Ferdinand, waiting for his reaction.
But Ferdinand remained indifferent, gazing idly out the window, his voice calm and nonchnt.
I didnt see a thing.
Ferdinand gave an innocent nce out the window.
The moonlight is pretty nice tonight.
He had no intention of being dragged into the fray.
With or without Gordons interference, he knew Allison could handle herself.
Gordon chuckled softly, easily seeing through Mnys transparent scheme.
So, youre trying to stir up trouble? Mny backpedaled instantly.
No… youve misunderstood mepletely.
Her heart raced as she realized she was way out of her league.
Gordon was infuriatingly full of himself! It was no surprise that everyone in the room seemed to tread on eggshells around him.
His arrogance was a storm no one wanted to be caught in.
What was even more astonishing was how the once defiant Gordon now appeared utterly docile in Allisons presence, as if all the sharp edges of his personality had been smoothed over.
He moved toward her with a sense of ease that suggested more than just casual acquaintance.
Allison, if anyone dares to give you trouble tonight, just let me know.
Standing up for people is my specialty.
His voice was light, almost yful, but there was a glint in his eyes that said he meant every word.
This clingy, almost boyish side of Gordon only surfaced when he was around Allison.
It was as though no one else in the room even existed to him.
Without a second nce at the towering figure of Ken, Gordon headed straight for Allison, standing close enough to make his point clear.
The tension in the air thickened.
Youre best friends, after all, Gordon added, his words dripping with intent.
He was staking his im in front of everyone, making sure they knew just how tight their bond was.
His presence, wild and unpredictable, stood out like a lightning bolt in the otherwise rigid, formal atmosphere of the dinner.
While the other men were stiff in their tailored suits, Gordon exuded a devil-may-care attitude.
Silver earrings glinted in the light as he moved, and the faint outline of a tattoo snaked around his right wrist, just barely visible a red-eyed serpent coiled with menace.
Gordon, in every sense, embodied danger.
Dangerous, haughty, and uncontroble.
He smiled only at Allison.
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