Chapter 319 The Real Price of a Slap
“It’s you who owe me, not the other way around!”
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Taylor stared at the six–hundred–million gift list, then thought about her wedding–how Paul had walked out halfway…
This was beyond infuriating.
Seeing the look in Taylor’s eyes, like she was ready to strike back, Paul frowned. “If you want to run home crying to your dad, go ahead. At most, we’ll get divorced. That’ll finally let me and Elsie be together.”
Elsie’s heart practically exploded with joy. She wished Taylor would get mad enough to divorce him on the spot.
But Taylor just scoffed. “If you had the balls for that, you would’ve done it a long time ago.”
Taylor took two steps forward, closing in on Paul.
Seeing the clear slap mark on her face, Paul unconsciously backed up two steps.
Taylor’s fierce eyes locked on him. In the end, she said, “I’m not letting you get what you want.”
Paul’s throat moved. “Whether you like it or not doesn’t matter.”
He reached out to grab the contract in Taylor’s hand. “I’m giving all of this to Elsie.”
Taylor lifted her hand and tore the contract to shreds, right in front of him.
Paul glared at her.
Elsie was so angry she could’ve jumped up and punched Taylor herself.
It’s not your money. What the hell are you getting all worked up about?
Taylor flung the shredded paper into the air, sneering. “Is it even your money to give?”
“Paul, have you done a single decent thing in all your years at the Powell family? Ever earned a dime? Do you think your grandfather knows whose card you’ve been swiping for that six hundred million?”
Paul growled, “Don’t try to throw Grandpa in my face!”
Taylor snorted. “Take a guess–why do you think he backs me instead of you?”
She wiped the swelling on her face with the back of her hand and said coldly, “You’re finished.”
Paul clenched his jaw and didn’t say a word.
Taylor turned her head and looked at Owen. “If you people so much as walk out of here with a single gem, I’ll go hang banners outside your Saunders house, proudly announcing you as the Powell family’s official concubine!”
Owen shouted, “You!”
He muttered under his breath, “Didn’t think you’d turn out to be this jealous, this irrational.”
Taylor fired back with a sneer, “And I didn’t think you were this pathetic, living off money your own sister earned selling
herself.”
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