<b>Chapter </b>141


    That night, Ynday in bed, scrolling through the files of several Starlight executives one more time<b>. </b>Right <b>as </b>she did, her phone buzzed–it was Mary calling.


    “Ms. Grant, watch out for Tony,” Mary said quietly but urgently. “Out of all the executives, his methods <b>are </b><b>the </b>most vicious.”


    Tony couldn’t control his temper. Once provoked, he’d go absolutely mad with revenge. Any woman who caught his eye ended up even worse off than those who wound up by Leon’s side.


    Ynda’s arrival had breathed new life into Starlight. All those old frustrations were beginning <i>to </i>bubble up, but people only dared to watch from the sidelines.


    In this wreck of apany, everyone wished for her victory–and they also prayed she wouldn’t end Leon Cole.


    Only now did Ynda realize just how heavy the weight of their hopes pressed down on her.


    But she wasn’t going to back down now.


    “Got it. You stay safe too, Ms. Hall,” Ynda replied.


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    “Honestly, with you holding the line, Tony’s gonna aim for you first. That leaves me with a bit of breathing room–that’s why I wanted to talk to you,” Mary said.


    After all these years of getting pushed around, Tony barely even saw her as someone worth bothering with anymore.


    Ynda hung up the phone, then stared hard at Tony Sutton’s profile. ‘I need to figure out exactly what kind of person I’m dealing with,‘ she thought to herself.


    Meanwhile, Tony wasn’t exactly sitting around sulking. Still in a bad mood, he ended up dragged to a bar by one of those rich heirs he’d hustled his way into hanging out with.


    Inside the plush private room with that pack of elite young heirs, Tony felt almost painfully awkward,


    Most of the guys here were born into money–real heavyweights. Any one of them could crush Tony’s entire existence with just a swipe of their credit card.


    Honestly, the only reason he even got an invite was because he’d fixed up a few of these guys with “clean” girls before. That was his ticket in, nothing else.


    One of the trust fund boys stretched outzily, swirling his drink. “So, don’t you have any fresh faces for ustely?”


    Tony’s <b>eyes </b>shed with a glint of mischief as Ynda’s face popped into his mind.


    “Oh, I’ve got one,” he said, his tone sleazy. <b>“</b>She’s a real stunner, trust me<b>. </b>Just the right kind <b>of </b>sass, though <b>I </b>don’t know if you guys are into that. Heck, she looks <b>like </b>she’d take all you boys at once if you <b>tried</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>


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    These guys were all second–generation rich kids, living off their family money, andpletely shameless when it came to partying.


    The mention of something that provocative sent the whole room into an uproar ofughter.


    Everyone was quick to refill Leo’s ss, practically falling over themselves to show respect.


    This was Leo’s first time at one of these gatherings–he’d never bothered with them before.


    Sure, he lived the trust–fund lifestyle, but he actually despised the sleazy games these guys yed. None of it meant anything to him, and honestly, it just made him look down on them even more.


    Buttely, he’d been feeling restless, like something was gnawing at him, and he couldn’t figure out what.


    The guy who’d asked the question earlier swirled his drink. “So, what’s her name this time?”


    “Ynda,” Tony said, a sly smile on his lips. “Rumor has it she’s Alex Wilson’s kept woman over at Sinir Group.”


    Leo was just about to take a sip when he caught those words and looked up casually.


    Tony saw the reaction and his cheeks flushed with excitement. He’d clocked by now that everyone in the room was bending over backwards for the guy in the center–he had to be the top dog here.


    ‘If this guy’s interested in Ynda, she’s done for,‘ Tony thought, a nasty grin creeping up. ‘She’s just asking to get used and tossed aside. That’s all she’s good for anyway.’


    Tony couldn’t help but keep pitching her, voice sleazy and excited. “Man, that chick is damn hot. I’ve got her photos right here, Leo–take a peek for yourself.”


    He pulled out his phone and set it right in front of Leo.


    Leo took one look at the images and knew for sure—it was Ynda.


    Tony kept running his mouth, sleazy as ever. “Bro, that chick’s waist is unreal—so tight, and her ass-”


    Before he got the words out, <i>Leo </i>smashed his ss right onto Tony’s head–hard.


    One hit wasn’t enough. Leo snatched a bottle off the table and busted it over Tony’s skull without hesitation.


    The whole room froze, dead silent. Everyone was too shocked to move–then a couple guys rushed up to try and hold Leo back.


    But Leo just threw a brutal kick into Tony’s gut. “Say that crap again! What were you saying about her ass, huh? Say it!”


    Leo was infamous as the family’s resident troublemaker. With his older brother Xavier running the family and spoiling him endlessly, Leo seemed born with a single mission: burn through money like nobody else.


    Tonyy on the floor, blood streaming down his face, his skin pale as a ghost.


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    Leo flicked his lighter and lit a cigarette, feeling that burning anger inside him but not knowing why the hell he was so pissed off.


    Thinking about it over and over, he could only me it on that damn Ynda–yeah, it was all her fault for stirring things up. <fn13c7> Find the newest release on find(?)ovel</fn13c7>


    ‘She throws herself at anyone, doesn’t even bother to pick. What a lousy taste in men, Leo sneered to himself.


    ‘What a bitch‘


    He cursed silently, taking another drag. “What, you done talking now?” Leo said coldly.


    Tony was totally lost–he had no idea what set this spoiled brat off. He tried to haul himself off the floor, fighting to stay conscious as blood kept pouring from his head. For about ten seconds, he managed to hang on, but then everything went dark and he cked out right there.


    The bar they were at was still Muse Club, the go–to spot for Beloris‘ rich kids. Nobody dared to cause trouble here–the biggest shareholders were the Lawson family, followed by the Sinir family.


    So it didn’t take long for word about what happened here to reach Xavier.


    Tony ended up in the hospital that very night, and the rest of the guys in the suite all gulped, <i>too </i>scared to say a word.


    Someone whispered, “Do you think he might really die from this?”


    There was just way too much blood all over the floor.


    Everyone inched away from Leo, shocked–nobody expected that theid–back troublemaker could be this


    savage.


    Leo’s frustration was still simmering when Xavier strode in, dressed in a dark suit that made him look every inch the boss.


    The manager hurried over, nervously going through everything that had just gone down, barely daring to raise his voice.


    Xavier shot a look at the silent <i>Leo</i>, then swept his icy gaze over the rest of the room. “You guys still hanging around? Out. Now.”


    Everyone scattered instantly, running for the door like their lives depended on it.


    Once it was just Xavier, the manager, and Leo–who hadn’t said a word–Xavier, without warning, hauled off and smacked Leo hard across the face.


    A loud crack rang out,


    The door swung shut–whatever business the brothers had was better kept behind closed doors. No need for


    outsiders to catch the show.


    As for the manager, he was one of Xavier’s own people. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have shown up so damn fast.


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    Leo wasn’t exactly new to getting pped around by Xavier. He covered his face and gave a little ‘tsk


    Xavier took a deep breath, his tone cold. “Did you have to go that hard? You nning to kill someone in here or what? What did he say that got under your skin? Tell me–unless you think he murdered your dad or something.”


    “Bro, your dad is my dad too,” Leo grumbled.


    “He didn’t kill your dad, so what’s with the overkill?” Xavier shot back.


    Xavier was so mad he felt like kicking Leo right then, but he’d been spoiling this kid since day one, so in the end, he held himself back.


    Leo couldn’t really put it into words. He just pressed his lips together and said, “Alright, you pped me and it’s over. I’m heading out.”


    Xavier rubbed his forehead, exasperated. “For the next few days, you’d better just keep your ass at home. Don’t even think about stepping outside, or I swear I’ll kill you!”


    “Fine,” Leo muttered.


    Leo drove back, his cheek still burning from that p–every mile just made him feel even more pissed off.


    And wouldn’t you know it, he ended up running into Ynda on the road–just his luck.


    Ynda had rear–ended his car, but as soon as she realized it was Leo, the apologetic look on her face disappeared in a sh. She rolled her eyes at him and scoffed, “Damn, should’ve known today was cursed.”