Chapter 89

"My tolerance has its limits. Change the terms!" Alston demanded, reaching into his impeccably tailored trousers, pulling out his wallet and phone, and tossing them to the ground. "Take the phone, the bank cards, anything!" As Alston threw the wallet, his anger barely contained, it flew out with such force that the metal buckle struck Cecilia's fair arm, leaving a red mark. Cecilia winced from the pain, then abruptly rose from the ground without a word. She approached Alston, squatting down beside him, and tried to forcefully remove the watch from his sturdy wrist. In an instant, Alston's eyes ignited with fury. He instinctively recoiled, causing the two to tug at each other, aggravating the wound on Alston's back. He grimaced but pressed on, "Cecilia, I'll say it again: this watch is off-limits!" Alston's wealth was immeasurable; the credit cards in his wallet were all high-limit, global exclusive black cards, each worth more than the watch. Yet Cecilia remained unmoved as she attempt