Chapter 500
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Ice settled in Dylan’s voice as he spoke. “Apologize to both me and Miss Jones, or your family’s name will vanish from Dorfield. You decide.”
Katie’s hands clenched into fists, anger and fear warring within her. In the end, she gave in. “Just tell me how you want me to apologize, Mr. Scott.”
She had no choice. If she didn’t bow her head now, her entire family could vanish from Dorfield overnight. Still, her mind turned to the future. Once she earned Cassandra’s approval, became close to Lauretta, and built connections with the Gomez family, she believed even the powerful Scott family would be forced to respect her. By then, she would crush Christina under her foot without mercy.
Dylan shifted his attention to Christina. “That’s up to Miss Jones,” he said, his tone losing its earlier edge. A brief warmth lit his usually frosty gaze before disappearing as quickly as it appeared.
By letting Christina decide, Dylan was giving her the freedom to handle the situation as she wished, allowing her to release every bit of frustration.
Ice flashed in Katie’s eyes as she shot Christina a furious look. How could Christina—a mere live-in caregiver employed by the Scott family—have Dylan stepping in to defend her?
A sly grin tugged at Christina’s lips as she shifted her gaze toward Katie. “So why not take your own advice? Drop down, crawl around the hospital, and shout those three little words. Go on, Miss Dawson—remind me, what were they again?”
Katie fought to keep her anger in check, her jaw set tight. Plans to embarrass Christina had come back to bite her.
“You have a sharp memory. Help me out—what exactly did you want me to shout again?” Christina said, her smile deliberately taunting.
“You remember those three words! You’re just doing this on purpose!” Katie snapped, stamping her foot.
“Yeah, I am,” Christina replied, an eyebrow arched in open challenge. “Is that a problem? Not wanting to go through with it and preferring your family’s downfall?”
Katie clenched her jaw, shooting Christina a look filled with venom. The only reason Christina dared act this smug was because Dylan had her back. Christina was just a lowly caregiver working for the Scott family, yet she carried herself as if she were his wife.
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A chill entered Dylan’s tone as he addressed Katie, “Then go with Miss Jones’ suggestion. You have three seconds to start, or I’ll assume you have second thoughts and prefer to see your family fall.”
Without giving her a chance to react, Dylan began counting down. “Three… Two…”
There was no time for Katie to think of a way out. As Dylan’s count reached its final beat, she sank to her knees. Humiliation burned hotter than rage as she lowered her head, her fists trembling with shame.
Vengeance simmered beneath her humiliation. One day, she vowed, she’d make Christina suffer miserably. She then comforted herself. Once she managed to get close to Cassandra and climb into the Gomez family’s good graces, bringing Christina down would be child’s play.
In her mind, Katie pictured herself rising to the top while Christina lay groveling at her feet. The thought gave her a dark, twisted sense of satisfaction. Little did she expect that not only would she fail to impress Cassandra the next day, but she would end up offending Cassandra beyond repair.
Beneath her breath, Katie mumbled, “I’m a tramp,” shuffling forward on her knees, mortified.
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