The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 545

Did they really think he’d fall for the same trick twice?

What Clive had said was entirely true—the company had undeniably been in the wrong back then. If they had known this day would come, they wouldn't have pushed things to such ruthless extremes.

Luke’s Adam’s apple bobbed. His fingers unconsciously traced the edge of his folder, his gaze darting nervously. No one in the conference room dared to speak a word.

Winnie, who had remained perfectly silent throughout the entire meeting, finally looked up. Her tone was calm but carried a subtle, undeniable pressure. "Mr. Sloan, contracts go both ways. Since you’ve enjoyed the company’s privileges, you must shoulder the corresponding responsibilities, shouldn't you?"

Clive looked at her, the corners of his lips curling upward in amusement. "Winnie, do you genuinely believe I’m short on resources right now?"

Leaving Winifred out of the equation for a moment, based on his current connections alone, the people willing to help him vastly outnumbered those in this agency.

His voice was neither loud nor soft, but the weight of his words made Winnie's breath hitch slightly, her eyes darkening behind her glasses.

Magnus ground his back teeth, barely able to maintain the polite smile plastered on his face. "Clive, the entertainment industry is fickle. Today’s popularity doesn’t guarantee tomorrow's status..."

"And your point is?" Clive leaned back, crossing his long legs in a relaxed, careless posture. "Do you think I won't survive without Glitz Entertainment? On the contrary, I think I'm doing quite well after leaving. I suppose I should thank you all for throwing me under the bus back then... Otherwise, I wouldn't be where I am today."

Clive's tone was breezy, yet his words struck like a harsh slap across the faces of everyone present.

Luke’s expression instantly turned ugly. His lips moved, but no words came out.

Things had already escalated to this point, and anyone with eyes could see that Clive hadn't come here today with any intention of renewing his contract. Since that was the case, there was no longer any need to play nice with him.

Luke wiped the sweat from his forehead, his voice trembling slightly. "Mr. Judson, what do we do now? If Winifred finds out..."

Setting everything else aside, the heavily biased contract they had prepared today was indeed a bit over the line.

Magnus sneered. "Winifred? Hah. Clive is merely a plaything. We, on the other hand, are her business partners. Anyone with half a brain knows which one she’ll choose."

Saying this, Magnus narrowed his eyes, his voice turning deeply sinister. "Go contact the press. Dig up all of his old scandals and blast them everywhere!"

Winnie frowned. "Mr. Judson, won't that be too obvious?"

Magnus’s gaze was malicious. "I want Clive to learn the hard way that without Glitz Entertainment, he is absolutely nothing!"