Chapter 599:
Her words were biting, each one designed to wound. âAnyone who buys that act must be as blind as a bat, just blinking and missing everything thatâs right in front of them.â
Rebecca, who had been silent up to that point, chimed in with her own sharp remark. âSome guys rely on their instincts more than their brains. Itâs like their brain cells took a vacation and never came back.â
Santino stood there, frozen, as it finally dawned on him that they were mocking him. His face turned an even deeper shade of red as anger bubbled up inside him.
âDamn it, how dare you talk to me like that?!â he shouted, his voice cracking with fury.
Santinoâs face turned crimson with rage as he took in the mockery. âYouâre asking for trouble!â he barked, unable to stand the humiliation from a woman. His rebellious nature ignited, pushing him further into the role of the protector, his desire to stand up for Melany now consuming him. âYouâll regret this. Iâll make sure you get the lesson you deserve!â he threatened, his voice filled with overconfidence.
Rebecca, not at all intimidated, flicked her hair back nonchalantly before laughing in amusement. âOh, Mr. Barker, since youâre so eager to play the hero, why donât you start by paying off her husbandâs debt?â
Santino paused, momentarily taken aback by the suggestion, but before he could say anything, he noticed Melanyâs expression freeze, her face suddenly drained of color. She hadnât expected the conversation to take this turn. She had merely wanted to stir up trouble for Allison, not thinking that someone would be willing to help her deal with the mounting debts.
But Santino, seeing her falter, assumed she was merely scared. âDonât worry, Miss Johnson, itâs just money your husband owes, right? Of course, I can take care of that for you,â he said with an air of superiority. He puffed out his chest, the weight of his own delusion making him feel like a true hero.
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It was a shame, really. He had taken a liking to Melanyâs face, but learning she was married seemed to throw him off for a moment. However, he quickly rationalized that paying off the debt would give him leverage to do as he pleased with her afterward.
âThen⦠thank you, Mr. Barker,â Melany said, forcing a polite smile despite the bile rising in her throat as his greasy gaze lingered on her. âYouâre very generous.â
Beside her, Lindy stood silently, her expression dark. She couldnât speak up yet, knowing they still needed Santino to help unleash their fury on Allison.
Meanwhile, the crowd around them looked at Santino as though he were a fool.
âMr. Barkerâs a real hero, huh? Willing to pay off that bitchâs debt without even blinking?â one of them muttered.
âI canât believe it. He didnât even ask how much she owes and is already acting like heâs saved the day,â another voice chimed in.
âDonât be too hard on him. Mr. Barkerâs a rich heir, and with his uncle in charge around here, heâs pretty powerful,â someone else remarked.
âWatch out, though. Heâs a notorious playboy. Messing with him could end badly.â
âReally? Then theyâre probably in for trouble.â
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