His desperate flattery only earned a cold scoff from Felicia.
"Save the lies. If I really meant that much to you, why did you run off with Leonie the second she batted her eyes at you? And you had the nerve to reject me straight to my face.
"Dorian, I'm not an idiot. Your sweet talk doesn't work on me anymore. The only reason I brought you back here today is because of how well you used to serve me.
"Do you have any idea how much it broke my heart to see you wrapped in bandages? I specifically told Sully to go easy on you.
"If he had actually done permanent damage, I would have skinned him alive."
The mask was fully off now. Dorian's blood ran cold. He knew it—Felicia had orchestrated the entire beating. He was an absolute fool for ever believing she would just let him walk away.
If Felicia hadn't been so obsessed with him, Sully would never have hunted him down so relentlessly.
Felicia stared at him, her voice eerily calm. "Did Sully tell you what it would cost to buy your freedom? I've given it some thought. You can't keep working under him.
"He's a greedy sociopath. Anyone who crosses him ends up dead, and you know how things work in Greenvale. Cash is king. A few dead bodies disappear, and no one asks questions. You're a smart boy. You know exactly what I'm saying."
Dorian's limbs were shaking uncontrollably. He looked up at her, terrified.
"Sully didn't say much. Just that it would cost me three million dollars to buy my way out."
Felicia reached out, her manicured fingers slowly tracing the sharp angle of his jawline. It was the face she had been obsessing over for months.
Dorian had given her a sense of absolute emotional control that she couldn't live without. Since taking him in, she hadn't even looked at her actual husband.
She never expected some twenty-something heiress to swoop in and shatter her perfect fantasy.
"Three million dollars isn't pocket change. How exactly were you planning to pay that off?"
Dorian knew she was stating facts, but he had already rejected her once. Going back now... he had no idea what kind of fresh hell she would put him through. He had to stand his ground.

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