Elena fell silent for a moment, staring into Julian's eyes that were blazing with pure fury. The sharp ache in her cheek and scalp suddenly vanished, replaced by a surging tide of vengeance she had suppressed for over a decade.
"Do it," Elena whispered, her voice cold and completely unwavering. "Destroy them, Julian. I don't care anymore."
Upon hearing her decision, a devilish smirk etched across Julian's firm lips. A powerful aura of masculine satisfaction radiated from his entire frame.
"A very wise choice, sweetheart," Julian remarked proudly.
He immediately reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone. Without wasting a single second, Julian dialed his personal assistant's number.
"Leon, pull all Vance Group investments from Thorne Shipping right now!" Julian commanded bluntly
