09:13 Sat, Mar 1
Alpha Hayley’s Destined Mate
Chapter 578 Tell Him to Shut Up
Hayley’s POV:
Finished
“Hayley! You b*tch! What the hell did you do to me?” Jonah’s voice was ragged and strained, his pain only growing as time passed.
Seeing him in this state, I could tell the poison was continuing to take its toll on him.
From this point on, his agony would only worsen.
“Please, please, you have to help me! You need to fix this!” he begged, desperation clear in his voice.
The more he pleaded, the more irritated I became. I was about to tell him to shut up when, almost as if he could read my mind, Benjamin crouched down and knocked Jonah out with a single, swift blow.
“If it weren’t for the fact that he’s so d*mn loud, I’d let him stay awake and feel every second of this pain,” Benjamin muttered, his voice filled with disgust. “Let him experience what it’s like for the women he’s hurt.”
I walked over to them. I didn’t know Jonah that well, but seeing how he and Daniel had worked together, it was clear they were both cut from the same cloth. Daniel was a despicable person, and Jonah–having gone so far as to kidnap both me and Benjamin–was no different.
To deal with someone like him, I had used a special silver needle, laced with poison from a witch. It was powerful enough to make Jonah suffer until he could no longer bear it.
Now that he was unconscious, I almost felt like I was doing him a favor.
Benjamin stood up, took the jacket I had been holding, and slipped it on. He flashed me a grin. “He was starting to get on my nerves. This is probably for the best.”
I nodded in agreement, my gaze lingering on Jonah’s unmoving body. A mischievous thought flashed through my mind.
Without hesitation, I crouched down again, pulling out a second silver needle–this one thinner–and pressed it to Jonah’s temple, pushing it in with enough force to feel satisfying.
Benjamin raised an eyebrow. “Another one of your creative ways of making someone’s life miserable?”
“Pretty much,” I replied flatly, showing no sympathy for Jonah.
I drove the needle into his skull, then carefully pulled it out, enjoying the feeling of power I had over him.
Straightening up, I wiped my hands and turned to Benjamin. “Let’s go.”
He didn’t ask any questions. He simply nodded and followed me to the car.
When we reached the club, we noticed several bank executives walking out of the front entrance together.
“Sorry for the delay, a little incident on the way,” Benjamin said smoothly, his voice full of charm. He gestured toward the door. “Gentlemen, please, come inside. Let me buy you a drink.”
The bank executives exchanged glances but didn’t answer.
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09:13 Sat, Mar 1
Chapter 578 Tell Him to Shut Up
Then, a sharp, mocking voice cut through the air, drawing closer.
Finished
“Planning on calling for backup? You think you deserve any help?” I immediately recognized Tina’s voice.
As soon as I smelled her scent, Hera reacted with the same disgust and irritation I felt.
Tina appeared in front of us, walking toward us with an arrogant smile on her face.
Benjamin and I shared a brief glance, instantly understanding the situation. The bank executives had been bought off by Tina.
There was no chance they would help Southwell Group It was clear they were working with Tina to strike the final blow.
I knew how these capitalists worked–they only cared about money, no matter who they were dealing with, even an Alpha like Benjamin.
Tina looked down at us with contempt.
“I gave you a chance, but you turned it down. Now look where you are–this is all on you!” she sneered.
I couldn’t resist mocking her, “So, you think you’ve won because of a few bank executives?”
She laughed arrogantly. “You really have a big mouth for someone in your position. Do you have any how much power one bank president holds over the flow of money?
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“Any one of them could inject a loan into the Ortegas, dump it on the stock market, and Southwell Group would be finished–completely ruined!” she said, her eyes shining with wicked satisfaction.
“Loans are meant to be repaid,” I replied coolly, offering her a cold smile.
“Of course,” Tina continued, her smirk widening. “The Ortegas have been using the stock market to crush the Southwells. You’re already defenseless.”
She leaned in closer, her voice thick with arrogance, “And we’re not using the Ortegas‘ money. No, we’re using your future in–laws‘ money–the Southwells‘ money!”
