Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

Atlas Hallow’s expression darkened, his voice filled with danger: ”You can do as you please, but once the separation period is over, the divorce will be granted. During this time, you cannot live in the Hallow Family’s house, and you cannot take away anything from the Hallow Family. If you file a lawsuit, I believe no lawyer will take your case, and you can’t afford the legal fees.”

The lawsuit charges based on the value of the target; he has already cut off Ava Walker’s economic resources, rendering her unable to afford even the legal fees.

To deal with someone you detest, you don’t need to kill her; just throw her into the dust. She is essentially the same kind of person as Hailey Hill, living an extremely extravagant material life. If you throw them into a life of poverty, such punishment would be more painful than death.

”But I still have the video,” Ava Walker began to become hysterical, shouting and hoping to sound more confident. It was her only bargaining chip, but she knew its power had waned over time.

Fate played a trick on her, even she didn’t know why she impulsively pointed at Amir and said it was him. But if she had married Atlas Hallow, would she have become complicit in Hailey Hill’s scheme to surrogate a child for her?

The situation had long become chaotic beyond repair, and what she now wanted to protect was the life of being the second daughter-in-law of the Hallow Family, at least she could survive.

That time she jumped off from the upstairs seemed to have used up all her courage; she didn’t want to die just like that, especially not in such pain.

”You can hand it over to the police, and I’ll make sure you can’t find any work in this city and eventually starve to death. You don’t know what it’s like to be hungry; when you’re starving to the extreme, you’d wish you could cut off the flesh from your body to eat it.” Atlas Hallow’s voice was low and dangerously hallucinatory, making Ava Walker shiver with fear, feeling a chill piercing her body in the warmth-filled air, freezing as if her blood vessels might turn to ice.

He never fights battles he’s unsure of; the video, after such a long time, has minimized its damage to the entire Hallow Clan.

Atlas Hallow stepped forward indomitably, his tall and imposing figure casting a shadow that seemed to imprison her until she couldn’t breathe.

”And you have used the video to threaten the Hallow Family for so many years. If you end up in jail, I believe the lawyers of the Hallow Clan would ensure you stay there longer.” He was no longer susceptible to such threats, so if Ava Walker really sent the video to the police, he let her do as she pleased.

Ava Walker stood there like she was petrified, unable to believe her ears hearing words spilling from Atlas Hallow’s mouth.

So terrifying, as if she never knew this man before, could he really want to throw her into prison?

”Don’t imagine yourself as so kind, you’re trying to crush the Hallow Family, and I’m not allowed to throw you and your mother into jail?” Atlas Hallow chuckled coldly, as if amused by a joke.

Ava Walker could never change because she would never see how terrifying she was, so she would never change.

”That’s because you wronged me first.” Ava Walker articulated each word vehemently, as if only by biting a piece of flesh off everyone here could she relieve her anger.

”Wronged you? Do you truly not know that it was your father and your mother who plotted together to orchestrate that night? You have an opportunity now, sign the papers and get out of the Hallow Family immediately. If you don’t sign, you still have to leave the Hallow Family. Once the separation period is over, the marriage will be dissolved, but can you even live to see that day?” If Ava Walker dared to play tricks on him again, he promised he’d make her not want to live anymore.

Ava Walker rushed forward, grabbing Atlas Hallow’s shirt, almost tearing it apart, with despair intertwined with love and hatred in her eyes. He was the man she loved for a decade, but he was driving her to the edge.

No mercy at all, a stranger, making her feel as though she never knew Atlas Hallow; that icy-cold face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

”You have no second option because the second option is a dead end.” With that, Atlas Hallow clasped Ava Walker’s slender hand bones, slowly tightening his grip. Ava’s face filled with terror as she realized her hand bones felt like they were about to break, almost snapping in pain. Her face turned pale as she opened her mouth but couldn’t scream; it was useless to shout here; this was the Hallow Family.