EuropeNovelChapter 139 Yasmin Wants to Jump Off the Building Allison chuckled, giving Mia's cheek a playful pinch. "Con, Mia, that's ancient history. It's been five years I'm over it!" Forgiving the past wasn't easy, but Allison knew life was too short to get stuck on old grudges. There were too many opportunities out there to let herself be weighed down by past sorrows. At lunch, Cameron plopped down across from Allison.
Allison stared at him, her face blank.
Mia rolled her eyes. "Cameron, are you nuts? Allison clearly can't stand you. Why do you keep showing up? Seriously, have sshame." Mia's bluntness almost made Allison laugh.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWho knew Mia had it in her to say stuff like that? Allison found it amusing, but Mia looked like she was ready to tear into Cameron.
Ignoring Mia completely, Cameron kept his eyes locked on Allison. "Just say the word, and I'll make those people disappear." Cameron wasn't kidding; he was ready to take out the Bennett family if Allison wanted.
Allison's expression turned cold, her soft features now icy. Her eyes, tilted upward, showed nothing but sarcastic disdain. "Cameron, they're my family. This has nothing to do with you." "But they've treated you horribly, even tried to kill you. People like that deserve no mercy. They must-" Cameron stopped mid-sentence.
"Must what? Be killed to satisfy your sense of justice? Cameron, not everything is black and white. Without empathy, we're no better than animals. What do you think? Con, Mia, let's go find something good to eat," Allison said. Without waiting for a response, Allison pulled Mia away from the table.
Mia glanced back at Cameron, who was still watching them intently, his gaze like a hawk's. "Allison, there's something seriously off about Cameron. He feels... dangerous," Mia said.
Allison smirked, nodding. "Good eye, Mia. You're right. He's dangerous." Pleased with Allison's praise, Mia brightened up, and the two headed to a convenience store. They each grabbed a burger-Allison's treat-and settled at one of the outdoor tables.
Despite her wealthy background, Mia had a soft spot for junk food. Taking a bite, she asked, "Allison, what do you think will happen to the Bennett family?" Still munching on her burger, Allison thought for a moment. "I've separated the Bennett Group from the family itself. The stock might take a hit, but it won't go bankrupt. As for Preston and the rest-they're not my problem anymore." Someone ran over, shouting angrily, "You're just going to wash your hands of it all like that? Yasmin's going to commit suicide because of you! How can you just sit here and eat?" If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! Allison looked up, surprised.
"Suicide? Where?" Mia asked urgently.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"On the rooftop of the science building. She's up there now. Allison, if you have any humanity, go see her. She's your sister after all!" The student's anger was palpable, and Allison, startled, sprang into action. When Allison arrived at the science building, she saw Yasmin sitting on the edge of the rooftop.
"Get Allison up here! She has to apologize and take down those lies! If she doesn't, I'll jump!" Yasmin's desperate cries echoed, surrounded by horrified teachers and students urging her to step back. "Yasmin, let's talk this out! Cdown, it's dangerous up there!" "Yes, Allison's on her way, just hold on!" Allison quietly watched the scene, finding it incredibly ironic. Yasmin's tear-streaked face made her look pitiful, but Allison knew it was all an act. The real manipulator, the one who had caused all the hurt, was Yasmin, not her. "Allison's here!" someone shouted.
Yasmin's head snapped around, her eyes gleaming with a mix of hope and agitation.
"Allison, please! I know you hatebecause Mom and Dad lovemore, but we're family! You can't do this to me!" Yasmin pleaded, looking pitiful in her disheveled uniform, her face tear-streaked and bruised. Allison stood there, unmoved by Yasmin's theatrics. Every tthere was a conflict, Yasmin would cry to gain sympathy. After all, people tended to sympathize with those who appeared vulnerable.
"Yasmin, can you swear it? Can you swear that you had nothing to do with what happened five years ago? That you didn't hire someone to doctor those photos or conspire to drug me? Swear on your life that none of it was your doing, and I'll apologize. Oh, and add that if you're lying, you'll be cursed to be ugly and poor forever," Allison said coldly.
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