Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk (Williams and Shawn) novel Chapter 205

Across the street, not too far from the curb, the sleek black Aston Martin sat with its window halfway down. In the backseat, Chris's eyes twinkled with a mischievous glint as he smirked. "Is she Joshua's girl?" he asked.

Beside him, Leo nodded. "Yeah."

Chris smirked again. "She's got some serious luck on her side."

"Those two guys with her Gotta be the bodyguards Joshua set up," Leo added.

Chris, intrigued, remarked, "She's a knockout, no wonder Joshua's got her on a pedestal."

Leo chuckled. "That lady's the only chink in Joshua's armor."

Chris's eyes clouded with darker thoughts as he looked away. "Joshua messed up my plans. I owe him a little payback."

The project had drained him of time and money, only for Joshua to ruin it at the last minute, leading to heavy losses that almost wiped him out. This score, he was determined to settle.

Allison, huh? Let's see if your luck holds up this time.

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At the police station, Allison made a quick phone call. Within minutes, the officer handling her case got a call from his superior. After he hung up, his demeanor shifted to one of respect. "Ms. Allison, we've officially opened an investigation for attempted murder based on your report. You can leave for now. We'll update you as soon as we have new information."

Allison nodded. "Thank you."

Outside, her phone buzzed with a call from an unknown number. The voice on the other end was anything but friendly. "I hear you're taking on London's case and are going to arbitrate against us?"

Allison frowned slightly. "That's right."

"Ms. Allison, do you have time to drop by for a chat?" The man's voice dripped with disdain.

"And you are?"

The man chuckled, "Blake. I own London’s former company."

Inside a private room at the club, a lean guy in a black leather jacket, with a buzz cut, lounged on the sofa, sipping his drink leisurely. Four henchmen stood on either side.

Blake's eyes were cold. "When she walks in, make sure she doesn't walk out smiling. Don't sweat it; we've got cover from above."

The henchmen nodded. "You got it!"

Allison, dressed sharply in a light gray suit and black heels, approached the private room. Her bodyguards opened the door for her.

Before she could step in, four men lunged at her, each wielding a weapon. Reacting swiftly, Allison stepped back, while her quick-eyed, skilled bodyguards moved in, taking them down with precision.

Amidst the groans of Blake’s men, Allison stepped forward and locked eyes with a now-terrified Blake. She smirked coldly. "Is this your idea of a settlement?"

Blake, now sporting a swollen face, was lost for words.

With arms crossed, Allison stood over him, her eyes icy and dangerous. "Was it you who sent someone to shove me at the curb earlier?"