Chapter 321 No More Mercy
As soon as they stepped out of the boardroom, Tessa looked at Donald in disbelief.
+8 Pearls
"You''re really giving up the executive president position at Sinir Corp?" she asked, unable to hide her surprise.
Donald was one of Violette Pack''s alpha heirs. Instead of shining within his own pack, he''d made the unusual decision toe to Frostmoon Pack''s Sinir Corp, worked his way up thedder, and endured a long series of tests. All for what? This position.
So why was he suddenly walking away now?
"You heard me earlier, didn''t you?" Donald replied with quiet conviction. "Yes, I''m voluntarily stepping down-because I believe you''re better suited to lead Sinir Corp."
Tessa narrowed her eyes slightly. She truly couldn''t figure out what was going through his head.
But in the end, what he thought didn''t matter.
One less rival means one less problem.
At that moment, Yardley approached them.
Donald cast him a sideways nce, contempt gleaming in his eyes. He had no interest in wasting words on a man like Yardley,
Yardley walked up beside Tessa and said in a low voice, "Let''s talk. Just the two of us."
Tessa raised an eyebrow. What''s left to talk about? The oue was already inevitable.
“Mr. Yardley,” Donald said, unable to hold back, "you''re a grown man-try not to be such a sore loser."
"This is a family matter," Yardley retorted stiffly. "It has nothing to do with you. Please give us some privacy."
His eyes shed red with repressed rage, but he didn''t dare provoke Donald further. Donald was too strong, too dangerous. He had to swallow his anger.
Donald smirked. "Family? You think of Tessa as your daughter? If you truly saw her that way, you wouldn''t be acting like this."
He wasn''t afraid to speak the hard truths.
"Tessa, I''m talking to you!" Yardley snapped. "Did you not hear me? This attitude of yours-have you no respect for your elders? No upbringing at all?"
He couldn''t yell at Donald, but his daughter? She was supposed to obey him. In traditional werewolf culture, daughters were expected to submit to their fathers.
No matter how capable she was, she wouldn''t dare challenge him... right?
2:54 pm SDSD.
Chapter 321 No More Mercy
+8 Pearls
Donald didn''t say a word. He simply stood back, watching Tessa-curious how she would handle this.
"Don''t do something you''ll regret," Yardley warned, his tone darkening. If Tessa didn''t have Landon backing her now, he''d never tolerate such defiance.
Tessa frowned.
Was that... a threat?
"Say what you want to say, right here," she said tly. She had nothing to hide and didn''t believe in whispering in corners.
Yardley nced at Donald.
With him still present, there was no way to deliver his message the way he wanted.
Donald leaned against the wall, arms crossed, clearly enjoying the show.
Tessa understood Yardley''s hesitation and turned to Donald. "Mr. Donald, could you give us a moment?"
Donald shrugged. "Sure, your call."
He turned and left, giving Tessa the space she asked for.
Now it was just the two of them-father and daughter.
Yardley rubbed his hands together, as if trying to appear conciliatory. "Tessa, I know you''re capable. That''s not in question. But if you''re so capable... why insist
on taking Sinir Corp from me? Just give it back to me, okay?"
Desperation clung to his voice. If he weren''t so cornered, he never would''ve resorted to kidnapping the old man.
Tessa''s patience snapped.
"I''m done discussing this," she said coldly.
And turned to leave.
But Yardley''s wolf red violently, his fury boiling over. Hair bristled across his arms, his fangs gleamed through curled lips.
"Tessa," he growled, voice shaking with rage, "I''m telling you-if you don''t step down from this election right now, you''ll never see your grandfather again!"
Tessa froze.
Then slowly turned back, her gaze like a lone wolf standing in the heart of a frozen tundra-cold, sharp, and deadly. a
Her voice dropped to a lethal whisper.
"What did you just say?"
2:54 pm.