y Mars
shed through me. I didn't hesitate. I grabbed his wrist, my thumb pressing sharply i
I warned, my voice dropping
but quickly plastered on a greasy,
arrel," Dedric lied effortlessly, his ch
ing the million-dollar diamonds at my
pping his voice to a wh
le setup just to get my attention, didn't you? Well, it worked. Now stop playing games, hand
e years of silent submission meant he owned me, and that this entire
a pathetic insect, Dedric's fragile ego
ry property of Salas Sports Equipment. My family's firm is ready to sign the licensing deal toni
t over the paper, tra
pped, loud enough that a few wealthy alumni
m, his teeth clenching. He drop
rsonally see to it that you are blacklisted from every athletic program in
others had clustered near the
r the crowd. "Dedric gave you a shot on the t
e room like a scalpel. I stood up, smoothing the navy velvet of
roperty?" I projected my voice so every
al, functional patent in six years. Your entire pr
arled, stepping forward
CTO without even glancing at my ex. "
id it firmly on the table. I turned it so the gold emboss
ce registration certificate for the LN-Titanium cryogenic all
fingernail against the
d: Bethany Marsh. Star-Wake. The Salas family has absolutely ze
ing of all color until he looked like a fresh corps
n in shock, while the surrounding university d
ession darkened into
hunder. "Attempting to claim false ownership of registered intellectual
mmered, sweat pouring down his forehead as his entire future crumbl
ng his hand toward the two massive guards. "Remove th
dric shrieked, thrashing wildly as the tw
, dragging him backward through the vel
atched his expensive Italian leather shoes drag across the car
u mistook my intellect for your entit
espectful nod. The absolute dismissal of De
ed, extending his hand. "ForcePeak is honored to meet your terms. We
ady to seal the deal that would cha
pitched screech tore through the center of the grand bal
shameless fraud!" Edwin
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