Chapter 1380:


    His face darkened instantly, fury rolling off him in waves.


    “Amon Briggs,” he said, voice cold and low, “are you trying to get yourself killed?”


    Amon didn’t bother standing. He lounged on the sofa and gave a small nod. Right on cue, the bodyguard behind Ste pressed a thin, gleaming needle against the side of her neck, right over a major artery.


    “Dear cousin,” Amon drawled, “don’t do anything rash. One more step, and Ste’s life is over.”


    Ste’s breath caught. Her eyes went wide.


    Amon had never said anything about this.


    She turned her head as much as the rope allowed. The bodyguard beside her held a syringe, the needle resting against her skin like a threat waiting for permission. One push. That was all it would take.


    William’s jaw tightened. He looked furious, but he didn’t move. Finally, he spoke. “What do you want?”


    Amon chuckled. “Straight to the point. Good. My requests are simple.” He lifted a finger with each demand. “I want to return to Choria. I want back into the Briggs family. The mess with Erebus? You’ll let it go. You’ll make sure the police don’t touch me. And for Briggs Group… I’m not greedy. Ten percent of the shares will do.”


    Each item he listed made Ste’s stomach drop. He wasn’t negotiating. He was pushing every boundary William had.


    William’s expression darkened, pressure building in the room like a stormfront. “And what if I refuse?”


    Amon really had a way of getting on his nerves.


    The corner of Amon’s mouth twitched as his gaze slid to Ste, who sat frozen, barely breathing. He raised his brows.


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    “Then she dies. The syringe is filled with a new drug. Instant death. Once it hits the bloodstream, the blood thickens on the spot. Not even the best doctors could drag her back.”


    Ste felt the bottom drop out of her stomach.


    So that was the truth. There was never any real cooperation. She wasn’t a partner. She was leverage.


    And the second she lost her value… she’d lose everything, even her life.


    William looked at her, and the tight line of his lips didn’t soften at all.


    Ste remembered Amon’s words in the bedroom, but now that the moment hade, the words stuck in her throat.


    Could she seriously ask William to save her?


    On what grounds?


    In his eyes, she was the woman who betrayed him. Someone he despised.


    Now that he finally had a chance to dispose of her, how could he possibly want to save her?


    Ten percent of thepany. For her? That was absurd.


    She wasn’t worth that price.


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