Get Ready For Allvar Falck's Ruthless Return

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“Do you?” Allvar asked, his tone mocking. “Then tell me, Victoria, what exactly do you see? Because from where I’m standing, all I see is a woman so consumed by insecurity that she’s willing to make a scene just to feel important.”

The crowd around them began to shift, the balance of power tipping in Allvar’s favor. People were no longer whispering about his audacity but rather about Victoria and Derek’s inability to handle him.

“You think you’re untouchable, don’t you?” Victoria hissed, her voice trembling with suppressed rage.

“I think,” Allvar said, his voice steady and confident, “that you should consider choosing your battles more wisely. Because if this is your idea of a fight, you’re woefully unprepared.”

Derek finally snapped. “That’s it!” he roared, lunging at Allvar again.

Derek's roar filled the room as he lunged again, his patience frayed beyond repair. But Victoria stepped in quickly, her arm shooting out to block him. Her nails dug into his forearm as she hissed, “