“Oh? So you still remember I'm your lawyer? You pay me to work for you. So pay up and then we can go our separate ways."

Colin was clearly reluctant to let the matter rest.

His divorce case, which threatened to divide his considerable assets, was more than he had bargained for. And now he also had to pay for the lawsuit.

He attempted to negotiate, straightening his collar.

"I'll pay twenty million at most. If Miss Fowler agrees, I'll have the finance department transfer it immediately."

Unimpressed by his offer, Alexis casually picked up a pool cue from her desk, toying with it as she weighed her response to his proposition.

Her voice was soft yet laced with a stern warning.

"I have a short temper, Mr. Duffy. I strongly advise against trying to shortchange me.

I may not be the most just person, but push me, and I can become quite unpredictable, you know."

Colin, accustomed to his own arrogance, underestimated Alexis.

Despite knowing her fierce reputation, he dismissed her threats, believing his own age and status would protect him.

He thought, with the verdict already decided, what harm could a few photos do?

He also doubted she would do anything to tarnish her own reputation.

Feeling bold, he stepped forward and touched Alexis’ collar, suggesting, "If Miss Fowler is open to it, we could discuss this privately. Those two hundred million might still be up for negotiation."

He had long harbored a desire for her.

Just as Leonel was about to intervene, Alexis looked down at the unwelcome hand on her collar and chuckled.

“Are you looking for some excitement?" she asked.

Before Colin could respond with his rehearsed charm, Alexis swung her pool cue at him.

He was caught off guard, stumbling several steps backward before falling to the ground.

Alexis approached him, the sound of her high heels echoing on the floor.