The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 458

"I gave him a way out, and he slapped it away. Who is to blame for that?"

Under Magnus’s withering gaze, Luke lowered his head guiltily, unable to meet his boss's eyes. "But..."

"No buts!" Magnus sneered. Clive refused to cooperate, and here was Luke defending him. Did they think he ran a charity? He had a business to run and no time for nonsense.

"Do you think I’m discussing this with you to negotiate? I told you, I was offering him a lifeline!" Magnus turned to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the city lights. "Three hundred million in contract penalties. That’s enough to ruin him ten times over. He refused the shortcut and chose the dead end. He can’t blame me for what happens next."

Luke stood frozen, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously. He remembered the first time he met Clive four years ago—a young man as proud as a peacock, sweating in the practice room, his eyes burning with ambition. And now...

"Luke," Magnus said, turning suddenly. "You’d best remember which side you’re on."

He walked closer and patted Luke’s shoulder, the pressure heavy and warning. "The company didn't groom you all these years to be a saint. However... if your conscience is really eating you up, feel free to pay his debt for him."

Luke lowered his gaze, terrified. "Mr. Judson, you don't need to say anymore. I understand."

"Good." Magnus returned to his leather chair. "Regardless, at 10:00 AM tomorrow, Legal will issue the termination notice."

He glanced up, his expression meaningful. "As for Clive's dirty laundry... you know what to do."

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