Chapter 1196:
âThis is key. Keep an eye on Hackerâs World. Iâm going to find Kellan and discuss the next steps.â
ââ¦Me?â Amya was slightly taken aback.
She didnât think she was capable of stepping into Allisonâs shoes.
Even more so, Hackerâs World was complex, and many people were vying for control. Amya felt that she wasnât worthy of such responsibility.
Her eyes began to well up, and she felt a surge of unease.
âBut Ms. Clarke, Iâm still just a beginner, and I donâtââ
Before she could finish, Allison cut her off. âAmya, whether youâre a beginner or a veteran, I believe in your talent and abilities.â
Allison gave her a reassuring smile and continued, âBesides, youâve been by my side through thick and thin. Donât worry, I know you can handle it.â
Amya sniffled, wiping her eyes. ââ¦Okay.â Her eyes began to tear up.
âMs. Clarke, I wonât let you down!â
âGood, thatâs the Amya I know and trust. From now on, please donât call me Ms. Clarke. âAllisonâ is okay. After all, I see you as my friend, not a subordinate.â
After handing over control of Hackerâs World, Allison made her way to Charisma Company.
Upon arriving at the company building, she heard someone shouting at the entrance. âLet me in! I need to see Kellan!â
Hoyt looked worse than ever, his face battered and bruised, as though he had been badly beaten.
A security guard stood in front of him, sternly replying, âSorry, no entry without an appointment, especially if youâre not here on business.â
Hoyt let out a mocking sneer. âDo you even know who I am? Who gave you the right to speak to me like that? I suggest you think twice!â The security guard, however, was completely unmoved by his threats.
âSorry, itâs company policy.â
The guard stood his ground, showing no sign of backing down.
This only fueled Hoytâs anger.
After he was thrown out of the banquet hall, his father, Brook, had given him a harsh scolding.
To make things worse, his mother had also been cruel, berating him at every turn.
The thought of it only made his rage burn hotter.
âFine. Just wait, youâll regret this!â
Hoyt was about to act when a familiar female voice interrupted him from behind. âWhere did this madman come from?â Allison squinted, looking him over from head to toe.
âOh, itâs Hoyt. Youâve really been through it, huh? Looking for more trouble?â
Hoytâs words froze in his throat as he turned around and saw Allison. He could clearly sense the threat in her voice.
âAllisonâ¦â He spat the name out through clenched teeth. âI came looking for you to settle the score.â
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