Chapter 159

"Alexander! Hey, Mr. Prescott! This is how you rich folks fix problems, huh?" Gabriel's arm had a few minor burns. Elizabeth glanced at the puddles on the ground, then at the charred remains of what used to be a charming countryside inn. Everything clicked into place. She figured Natalie wouldn't just let things slide, but she didn't expect it to go this far. "So this was Natalie' doing?" Alexander's face darkened as he shot a cold look at Natalie, who was cowering to the side. "Miss Holmes, you really don't get tired of stirring up trouble, huh? You caused this mess, so clean it up. This isn't just some cartel property. Let's see what you plan to do now." Natalie's eyes turned red, and tears brimmed, ready to fall. "Don't even think about crying," Alexander snapped. Teeth clenched, Natalie pulled out a bank card and shoved it toward Elizabeth. "It's just a damn inn. Here's a card—take whatever you need. Didn't you cozy up to the Prescotts for money anyway?" Elizabeth let out a cold la