Chapter 1246: Chapter 1246

Chapter 1246:

Melany’s heart sank. Everyone knew that Vrining was home to some of the best golfers in the world — and Geltay was among the best.

They didn’t stand a chance against him.

He was setting them up to fail.

But before anyone could respond further, Allison spoke up, her tone calm and unwavering. “I’ll give it a shot.”

She wrapped her fingers firmly around the golf club.

Then, she looked directly at Geltay, fearless. “But if you lose, not only will you have to agree to collaborate with us, but you’ll also have to apologize to Ontdale.”

The silver club gleamed under the light, cold and sharp in her grip. When she lifted her gaze, there wasn’t a trace of hesitation in her eyes.

Geltay felt something unexpected—an involuntary flinch.

That look… he had seen it before. It was both cold and powerful. The kind of gaze that belonged to someone who had walked through battlefields and emerged stronger.

But the moment he realized that he had been intimidated by a woman, his pride flared up.

“You seriously want to compete with me?” Geltay stared at Allison.

“You could let the man next to you take your place. I wouldn’t want to bully a woman. After all, if you lose…” He crossed his arms and tilted his head with an easy smirk. “You might regret how embarrassing it is to bark like a dog.”

Allison grinned, her smile oozing with confidence. “I didn’t realize, Mr. Norwood, that you could actually foretell the future. After all, we haven’t even started the game, and you’re already talking as if you’ve won.”

She swung her golf club effortlessly.

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“Or is it that you’re too scared to face me, so you want someone else to take my place?”

Allison’s smile remained, but her words were anything but friendly. The arrogant tone left everyone present in shock. Clearly, she was provoking Geltay.

He chuckled bitterly, his anger unmistakable.

“What makes you think I’m afraid to compete with you?” he retorted, his grip tightening around the golf club, a clear sign of his growing tension.

“Ms. Clarke, is it? Don’t be surprised if you’re the one begging for mercy by the end of this,” he warned, his voice cutting and cold.

Geltay’s demeanor was menacing, radiating fierce aggression.

Allison, however, seemed completely unfazed by the warning in his eyes. “I hope, once the result is clear, you’ll accept the outcome gracefully,” she said, her tone calm and firm.

By now, Allison had figured out Geltay’s personality. He was arrogant, making him easy to provoke. His only merit was that if she could truly defeat him at golf, she could win the contract deal.

And beyond that, she couldn’t allow Ontdale’s reputation to be tarnished. She wanted to show him how foolish it was to be so prejudiced.

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