Chapter 306
Atlas had personally shown up with his crew. Even with Pinley’s usual reckless bravado, he could not help but feel a pang of guilt and sheer terror.
Meanwhile, Yvonne went pale as a ghost when she heard Atlas was there.
“Atlas… Is here? A–Are you sure?” she stammered, her voice trembling, tears already welling In her eyes.
Finley shoved her clothes at her and barked, “Put them on! If we’re caught lingering, neither of us is getting out of this alive!”
Yvonne, shaking uncontrollably, burst into tears as she fumbled with her outfit. She cried, This is all your fault! You’re the one who wouldn’t take no for an answer! You drugged me, Finley! You forced me into this–I’m the victim here!”
Finley’s face turned beet red as rage consumed him. Seeing her blame him while still not dressing herself drove him to the edge.
He spat, “You lying tramp! Were you forced, or were you the one itching to get involved? Don’t pretend you didn’t–Janow what you were doing! And now that it’s done, do you really think Mr. Giordano is going to listen to your excuses? He’ll kill you without a second thought!
Yvonne was too terrified to argue, her hands trembling too much to even button her clothes. Finley, on the verge of snapping, practically shoved her into the outfit himself before yanking her to her feel.
He dragged her out of the hotel room, heading straight for the back exit. They took the secret passage Michael had tipped them about, narrowly avoiding Atlas‘ men at every turn.
Panting heavily, Finley finally stopped to catch his breath. His flashy red dress shoe was missing he did not even know when he had lost it–and Yvonne was leaning against him, sobbing uncontrollably.
She walled again, “This is all your fault! We wouldn’t be struggling like this if you hadn’t worn me out so much. Now I can’t even walk!”
Finley’s temples throbbed as his patience snapped. “Shut up, you useless woman!” he roared, his chest heaving as he tried to steady his breathing.
Truth be told, he was as exhausted as she was.
After a short rest, they crept their way to the hotel’s back exit on the ground floor. Yvonne perked up immediately at the sight of the door.
“Hurry! If we make it outside, we’ll be safe!” she whispered, urging him frantically.
With what little strength he had left, Finley wrenched the iron door open. The cool night air hit him, and for a split second, he felt like he had cheated death itself.
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However, before he could savor the moment, a flurry of cameras, smartphones, and microphones swarmed them like a pack of vultures.
“Mr. Moore, how does it feel to humiliate Northern District’s crime lord by stealing his woman?” one reporter shouted.
“As a man of status, don’t you think it’s disgraceful to have an affair with Mr. Giordano’s partner?” another chimed in.
“Ms. Fuller, you can barely stand! Is sneaking around really that thrilling?”
Finley and Yvonne froze like deer caught in headlights, their faces drained of color. The barrage of pointed questions and flashing lights overwhelmed them, forcing them to retreat back into the hotel.
With a loud slam, Finley locked the door behind them. “Get lost!” he shouted, his voice breaking as desperation set in.
Outside, laughter erupted. Natasha clutched her sides as tears streamed down her face. “This is too good! This is priceless!” she said, nearly doubled over in laughter.
Standing beside her, Andrew and Dylan watched the chaos unfold with equal amusement. From the look of pure despair on Finley and Yvonne’s faces, they could tell the two had completely lost it.
