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    Unapologetically, Elyse confirmed, “Indeed. Your disrespect was uneptable. Think of this as a tough lesson. Be careful with your words next time, or your career will be finished.”


    “You!” A scornfulugh escaped Javier as he seethed with anger, stunned by her shamelessness.


    Javier’s defiant spirit ignited. The more he was oppressed, the stronger his resistance became. With a cold, detached look, he dismissed her. “Get out of here! Just the sight of you makes me sick!”


    Elyse’s expression darkened. “Deny it all you want, but this club is shutting down and doesn’t belong to you. I’m free toe and go as I please. You can’t make me leave.”


    “Who says the club isn’t his?” Elena chimed in, scrolling through a contract on her phone. “Actually, he’s in charge here.”


    Elyse replied with sharp sarcasm, “The club is disbanded. What’s the point of denying the fact? And let me remind you he’s just a yer, not the owner. Just drop your act. Your arrogance is disgusting.”


    Finally able to vent her anger, Elyse rxed, enjoying every bit of the spectacle. With a proud air, she crossed her legs and challenged Javier, “So, are you going to kneel and beg for my forgiveness now?”


    Elyse arrived with the clear intention of taunting Javier, her voiceced with arrogance and meant to provoke him. She scoffed to herself, seeing this as payback for Javier siding with Elena. He was paying the price for crossing her.


    What Elyse didn’t know was that the club, despite being dered disbanded, had just been taken under new ownership moments earlier. Unfazed, Elyse began counting down menacingly. “You have five seconds toply. 5, 4, 3, 2…”


    She was about to shout “1” when her countdown was abruptly cut off.


    Smack! A sharp p rang through the air. In one swift motion, Elena pped Elyse, cutting her off mid-sentence.


    Shock painted Elyse’s face as she stood frozen, disbelief widening her eyes. Was that a p she just felt? And from Elena, that bitch!


    Momentster, Elyse exploded in anger, leaping to her feet and lunging at Elena. Her face twisted in rage as she screamed, “How dare you hit me, you miserable wretch!”


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    Elyse was known for taking a long time to learn from her mistakes. It seemed she had entirely forgotten the time Elena had overpowered her in a physical confrontation.


    Elyse’s hand was poised to strike, but before she could reach Elena, she tumbled dramatically to the floor.


    A heavy silence filled the club.


    Javier stared in disbelief, his eyes wide. He had missed the confrontation at Alexander’s vi where Elena had previously shown her formidable side.


    Witnessing Elena’s swift retaliation against Elyse firsthand left Javier in awe, confirming Elena was not someone to be underestimated. Thankfully, he wasn’t the one acting foolish.


    Javier made a mental note that the sting of that p was a vivid reminder to never go against Elena. The possible consequences were just too dire to ignore.


    Around them, several young teammates were equally taken aback. Elena’s calm, decisive move left them speechless, though they couldn’t help but silently apud her. That felt so satisfying! That p was deeply satisfying! It carried a certain sweet justice, especially after Elyse’s demeaning taunts and her audacity to…


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