The Contract Said No Strings Attached (Charlotte) novel Chapter 509

Samuel sneered, looking down at Alan. 'You don't have the right to know what our relationship is.'

He then warned, 'Alan, if you ever dare to touch her again, I'll make sure you can't survive in Wye. And you should know I always keep my word.'

Alan gritted his teeth, his fists pressed so hard against the floor they were nearly bleeding.

Samuel, the head of the Thomson family, was protecting Rebecca so fiercely. Alan was consumed by jealousy and a sense of inferiority. As the richest man from Nion, he was no match for Samuel. No wonder Rebecca didn't want him anymore!

After his warning, Samuel took Rebecca's hand and led her away.

As they passed Dylan, Rebecca and he exchanged a look.

Dylan frowned. Had she really gotten involved with Samuel?

Alan watched them leave, his eyes filled with anguish.

He slammed his fist into the floor.

*Rebecca, is this why you left me?*

Dylan turned to look at Alan, slumped on the floor with red-rimmed eyes, and shook his head in pity.

What did Alan have to compete with Samuel? He couldn't win!

Samuel surpassed Alan in status, position, and power. The contest was over before it even began.

Still, he hadn't expected Alan to be so deeply in love with Raina.

Five years ago, Raina had been framed by Katherine and lost her innocence. Yet after all this time, Alan was still hung up on her, even following her from Nion to Wye. It was true devotion.

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Because of what happened with Alan, Samuel decided to take Becky home himself.

As the pair approached, Rebecca intended to walk around Mrs. Austin to avoid any conflict.

But Mrs. Austin spoke up suddenly. 'What, you see me and don't even say hello? Do you even acknowledge me as your mother-in-law?'

Her voice was sharp and piercing, impossible to ignore.

Rebecca stopped and turned to face Mrs. Austin, greeting her flatly, 'Hello, Mrs. Austin.'

She discreetly observed Garcia's expression. Garcia wasn't at all surprised to see her, confirming that she knew her true identity.

Mrs. Austin rolled her eyes, clearly not ready to let it go. 'Hmph, what kind of attitude is that? You won't even call me 'mother-in-law.' Are you just brushing me off? Or is this the kind of upbringing they give you in the Thomson family?'

Rebecca found it laughable. Mother-in-law? She was the one who refused to acknowledge her as a daughter-in-law in the first place. What right did she have to pull rank now?

'I greeted you politely. If you have a complaint, please state it directly. I don't appreciate people attacking my family. In fact, I received a very good education—how else would I have become Mrs. Austin?'