Ruining Dahlia By Cr Jane นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"Ms. Hopkins, Blackthorne Limited has filed a complaint and is demanding $100 million in compensation." "Ms. Hopkins, Horizon Ventures' stock has crashed to its daily lower limit." Emily stood paralyzed, her complexion draining from a sickly pale to a deep ashen hue, before darkening and eventually settling into a dull, lifeless gray. She muttered to herself, "It’s over. It’s all over."

"This is your compensation for losing the role in the drama 'The Blossom Flower'." I glanced at it and sneered. "A trash script. Even Lydia wouldn't take it." "This production might not be as huge, but the character is still pretty good. The villainous role is quite outstanding. It's perfect for you!" Natasha, unable to hold back her anger, snapped, "Are you dumb or something, Allen?" I stopped her and turned to Allen, saying, "Since I can't act in that drama, neither can Lydia. Did you even buy the copyrights to this novel?"

She deserves nothing. "Are you going to talk or not?" Alice snapped, her voice dripping with the kind of cruelty she reserved for those she saw as beneath her. Dahlia raised her chin just a fraction, a tiny act of defiance Alice didn’t notice, but I did. There was fire in this little fool, after all. “I wanted to ask if I can go out,” she finally said, directing her words to me, ignoring Alice entirely. I gave a curt nod, and she spun on her heel, practically fleeing the room, her head bowed like she wanted to shrink into herself.

A cracking sound fills my ear before I even realize I am almost squashing the phone like an empty can in my hand. My injured arm throbs sharply from how hard I’m gripping it, but I barely feel the pain anymore because only one thought is pounding violently inside my head now. Dahlia is gone. From the looks of it, whoever took her knows how to disappear without a trace and the organization is still looking for a way to take her if this woman doesn't work for them. “Share your location.”

Alan bared his teeth in my mind just as the light I had always felt around and inside Ina was flickering, snuffed out by the weight Dahlia had dumped on her already weak shoulders. Still, a dry, rattling chuckle cut through the heavy silence of the dungeon. “She hasn’t even heard the best part yet.” Dahlia muttered, her chuckle growing into the kind of laughter that unleashed the kind of anger I had never felt before. I snapped my head up, my burning eyes locking onto Dahlia. She was slouched against the cold wall, her bloody lips curved into a sick, triumphant smirk as she watched my mate's collapse. She looked entirely spent, her own eyes half-closed, yet she was gloating as if she had jus

Chapter 54 DAHLIA It has been over two weeks since I took charge of Helixx and got DAHL back. These two weeks have been a struggle, I was drained at the end of each day, trying to grow Helixx even more and save DAHL from bankruptcy. Ronan had offered to help me out with DAHL, but I turned down his offer. I will bring DAHL back on its feet with my effort alone.

“What you did went too far but I can understand it.” It was Dahlia who led the Cursed Alpha to the closed-down bathroom that day. She may not know it but I was the one who called her that day pretending to be concerned about Channy. As expected, she rushed over with the Cursed Alpha as if to rescue her but did she have her own agenda? It wasn’t unlikely. The only woman in the world who only knew how to do good was Chantelle.

“Finally. Maybe now Mum can see she’s really not worth wasting breath on.” Kara’s sharp heels retreated down the stairs, leaving me alone with my sister. I could still feel her gaze from the reflection in the glass, the smug tilt of her chin, the satisfaction in knowing she had won this battle. I let the iron slip from my fingers, clattering against the board. It echoed through the quiet room, a small, hollow sound that made my chest ache even more. I swallowed back tears, wishing desperately that I could be invisible… but not like this. Not where they could still see me fail.

Dahlia: I don't know why I even tried to fix things with her. I guess it was just my kind nature. I thought that maybe, if we could fix things, we'd get along again. But no. She was so full of hatred and toxicity that she responded with nothing but cruelty. She tried to destroy my confidence. She tried to ruin my reputation and hit me where it hurt the most, questioning my loyalty to her and everyone else. But I think, by this point, everyone knew how loyal I was.

“Do you like the orchid?” “Yes! I love it.” I nodded hastily, dislodging that moment of uneasiness. He looked around the studio, “Have you been working all day? Why didn’t you hire a cleaning lady?” “Well, I just even my debts. Don’t want to waste money on things I can manage myself.” I said while climb onto a chair reaching for the lightbulb, “Like changing this lightbulb, I can easily—” The chair swayed dangerously, almost causing me to fall off.