Don't Mess with the Girl with Candy novel Chapter 1838

"Mr. Rocco, there's no such thing as a perfectly kept secret."

Coralie picked up her water bottle and took a sip, not even bothering to look at him. "A real man owns up to his actions. If you have any guts, stop dodging accountability."

Rocco's expression turned ugly.

First, she called him an idiot, and now she was saying he wasn't a real man.

Who could tolerate being insulted like this?

"Coralie Quill, don't push your luck!"

Rocco slammed his hand on the table and bolted upright, glaring fiercely at her. "Have I been giving you too much respect?"

"Bang—"

Coralie remained silent, but Channing stepped right up and savagely kicked the table away from Rocco.

Pulling a gun from his jacket, he aimed it dead center at Rocco's forehead, radiating an overwhelming, murderous aura. "My boss gave you respect, but clearly you forgot whose territory you're on, daring to yell at her like that!"

Coralie blinked, leaning back comfortably in her chair, continuing to leisurely sip her coffee.

"Mr. Rocco, my patience has its limits." Coralie's crisp, melodic voice drifted through the air. "I want cash. And my people were injured, so I want an answer for that too."

"I'll give you five minutes to think it over. If the solution you offer doesn't satisfy me..."

Coralie pointed up at the security camera on the ceiling and smiled faintly. "I guess I'll just have to let the casino guests see how the boss of Sunrise handles himself."

"Are you threatening me?" Rocco gritted his teeth.

"Yep." Coralie nodded without a shred of hesitation, her voice sweet and innocent. "I'm absolutely threatening you."

With that said.

Coralie glanced back and casually announced, "Five-minute countdown starts now."

"Boss!"

Rocco's subordinates were terrified, their faces turning pale.

Coralie was completely ruthless.

Anyone who caused trouble in her casino ended up either dead or permanently crippled; nobody ever walked away with a happy ending.

If she actually exposed Sunrise's involvement, their losses would far exceed a mere hundred million.

Rocco was burning with fury, yet he was completely powerless to do anything.

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