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However, Marc suddenly grabbed her arm. “Stop right there! This isn’t over yet!”
Camila felt a pang of pain and forcefully shook Marc’s grip off. “What are you doing!”
At that moment, a stern voice cut through the crowd. “Let her go! Marc, you think you can cause trouble on my turf?”
Connor’s deep voice resonated as he pushed through the surrounding people, standing defiantly in front of Marc, his words laced with a
threat.
Upon seeing Connor, a flicker of panic crossed Marc’s eyes as he released Camila’s hand. But he quickly regained his arrogant demeanor. “It’s you again. This is none of your business!”
Connor didn’t reply and just stated coldly at Marc, his gaze carrying an air of undeniable authority.
Security arrived shortly.
“Could you please escort him out? Thank you,” Camila said to the security..
“Sir, please come with us,” two security guards approached Marc, their tone firm.
“Back off! Don’t touch me!” Marc glared at the guards, his eyes filled with fury, showing a completely uncooperative attitude.
“Let’s talk outside,” Camila said coldly, looking at him.
Marc glanced around and noticed many employees had gathered. He knew continuing this scene would not be in his favor. He snorted, which was taken as acquiescence, and followed Camila and the guards out.
Connor silently followed behind them.
The guards led Marc to the company’s rooftop garden, a relatively quiet spot that wouldn’t disturb others.
“Why are you so petty! Can’t stand to see me succeed, can you? You got all the vendors to press me for payments at the same time!” Marc accused Camila arrogantly, completely disregarding Connor.
Camila sneered, “I have no idea what you’re talking about!”
“You still won’t admit it!” Marc aggressively closed in on Camila, his eyes filled with scorn and rage. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.
Connor immediately stepped in front of Camila, locking eyes firmly with Marc. “I did it.” His voice was low and powerful.
Camila was momentarily stunned, looking up at Connor, a ripple of emotion passing through her heart.
“So it was you!” Marc shouted furiously. “What exactly did you do to those vendors to make them all press for payments at once? I have no quarrel with you, so why are you trying to ruin me?”
Connor stared coldly at Marc, a mocking smile playing at the corners of his mouth. “Simply because I don’t like you.”
Marc was infuriated by Connor’s demeanor, and his facial muscles twisted as he lunged forward with his fist.
“Watch out!” Camila shouted, instinctively grabbing Connor’s arm.
Connor calmly stepped aside, grabbing Camila’s arm tightly and smiling reassuringly at her. “Don’t worry, it’s all right.”
“Hey!” the security shouted loudly, pulling Marc back.
Marc struggled angrily, his phone ringing incessantly. Irritated, he answered with a harsh tone, “What is it!”
The voice on the other end stopped him in his tracks, his complexion turning pale instantly. Clutching his phone tightly, his eyes filled with unease and panic. “Which hospital? I’ll be right there!”
After hanging up, he suddenly clutched his chest, bending over in pain. “Take me to the Central Hospital immediately!”
“What’s wrong with you?” Camila noticed Marc’s extremely pale face.
She wondered if their confrontation had triggered a heart attack.