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Chapter 736
Chapter 736:
“I can’t!” Belle sobbed, her voice cracking. “If I beg him for money now, it proves everything the internet is saying! I will be nothing but a cheap whore to him! He will never respect me again p>
Cheryl let out a sharp, vicious bark of laughter. She raised her right hand and slapped Belle across the face with full force.
The crack of flesh on flesh was deafening.
Belle’s head snapped to the side. A thin line of dark blood instantly pooled at the corner of her mouth. She touched her stinging cheek and stared up at her mother in pure shock.
“Respect?” Cheryl spat, jabbing a trembling finger toward the window. “You want to talk about respect? Wait until the loan sharks break your legs! You only have this office because Grayson bought it for you! You have no leverage p>
Cheryl reached down and snatched the encrypted black phone from the desk. She shoved it hard into Belle’s chest.
“Call him,” Cheryl ordered, her voice dropping to a guttural, lethal command.
Belle’s fingers trembled around the cold metal. Her psychological defenses had been completely shattered — first by the physical violence, then by the crushing reality of bankruptcy closing in around her.
She pressed the single speed-dial button.
The phone rang. The silence in the room stretched out, thick and agonizing.
After the fourth ring, the line clicked open.
Nе𝗐 𝗰𝗵𝖺p𝗍e𝗿s evе𝗋y 𝘸е𝗲𝗄 oո g𝘢𝗹ո𝗈𝘃𝘦𝘭ѕ.𝗰оm
“Speak,” Grayson said. His voice was very low, freezing cold, and laced with deep irritation.
The sound of it broke the last dam in Belle’s mind. She burst into loud, pathetic sobs. “Gray… please,” she wept, her voice high and fragile. “Save me p>
A two-second pause.
“Why did you lie about the IP ownership in Silicon Valley?” Grayson demanded, his tone completely devoid of sympathy. “Why did you hand Isolde the exact ammunition she needed to slaughter you p>
Belle’s heart stopped. Her breath caught in her throat. He already knew everything. He had seen the videos.
She deployed her only remaining weapon instantly — the helpless victim.
“They cornered me!” she cried, forcing her voice to shake even harder. “The investors were pressuring me! I had to say it to keep the company alive! I did it for us, Gray!” She wiped the blood from her lip, her mind spinning toxic lies. “Isolde set me up! She leaked those photos! She wants to destroy everything we built together because she is jealous p>
Grayson let out a heavy, exhausted sigh.
He knew Belle was lying. He knew she was a manipulative parasite. But the image of Isolde sitting somewhere, smiling at her flawless victory, made his blood boil. Her absolute, crushing indifference toward him was a psychological torture he could not endure.
Saving Belle was no longer about love. It had become a twisted, desperate attempt to prove to Isolde that he still controlled the board — that his capital could override her genius.
“How much do you need?” Grayson asked. His voice was dead, cutting straight to the transaction.
Belle glanced up at Cheryl, who was nodding frantically, eyes wide with greed.
Belle swallowed hard. “One hundred and fifty million. As a bridge loan p>