Chapter 607:
Marc clenched his fists, turning back to Stella, practically grinding his teeth. “Stel, what the hell do you want?!”
Stella let out a small scoff. “Shouldn’t I be asking you that? You wanted my patent—I gave it to you. What now? Don’t like what you got?”
Marc stared at her, furious and helpless all at once. Her eyes sparkled with mischief, and that just made it worse. “Stel, I told you I’d make it up to you. Why go this far?”
He just couldn’t understand it. If the Walsh Group bounced back, wouldn’t that benefit her too? Besides, the patent was originally submitted under the Walsh Group. Wasn’t it just going back to where it started?
“I’m not the one taking things too far,” Stella shot back. “Let me break it down for you, Marc. You’ve got two options. One: keep working with Alonzo, and the Walsh Group loses all its data. Two: admit you tricked me into signing that contract from the start—that you schemed everything.”
Marc froze. Her last sentence clicked in his head. “Are you doing this for Nebula Group?”
Stella raised an eyebrow. “What else?”
Marc’s face twisted with disbelief. “Nebula’s William’s. Has nothing to do with you. Why are you so eager to defend him?” His tone sharpened. “He’s just your boss, right? Why go this far? What is he to you?”
Stella’s voice turned cold. “William isn’t just my boss. He’s a friend. You schemed first, so what’s wrong with us retaliating?”
She narrowed her eyes. “And whatever I’ve got going with William, it’s none of your business. All you need to do is pick one—what’s it gonna be?”
Marc was completely cornered by Stella.
She now held the fate of the Walsh Group in her hands, and even if he didn’t want to betray Alonzo, he no longer had much of a choice.
In the end, he gave up the act and said everything he had been holding back. “That contract… it was a setup from the beginning. We never planned to give you the right model specs. We just needed you to breach the terms so we could hit you with the fines. That long-term partnership? Just bait—to drag you in and bury Nebula and the Briggs Group with penalty fees.”
Once it was all out, Marc slumped into his chair, completely drained. He looked up at Stella with a bitter, defeated smile. “Can you… restore the system now?”
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He had spilled everything—held nothing back.
Stella knew Alonzo was the one pulling the strings. Marc had just been his pawn. Even so, this confession was more than she expected.
She tapped a few keys, and the power in the Walsh Group offices blinked back.
“Marc, don’t try anything stupid. With your confession, I can get you locked up anytime I want. If you don’t want to end up behind bars, back off. Stop targeting Nebula. And stop messing with Briggs Group.” She turned to leave.
Marc, unwilling to just let her walk away, gritted his teeth and leaned over the desk. “Stel, what if I said I didn’t know it was a setup? That I didn’t even realize the specs were different? Would you believe me?”
Stella paused by the door, then turned back. “I believe you.”
Marc’s expression finally cracked, a hint of hope creeping in—until she added coolly, “You’re too naive. Alonzo would never let you in on the plan. But just because you didn’t know… doesn’t make you innocent.”
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