Bethany warns Larry, “If you give Purnell any money, I won’t spare you.
Dec 10, 2025
Larry had been sitting nervously in the small conference room, tapping his fingers on the table. He knew meeting Purnell was risky—especially without telling Bethany. But Purnell had insisted.
A few minutes later, the door opened and Purnell walked in, wearing his usual confident smirk.
“Larry, man! I got something big for you today,” Purnell said, dropping into the chair like he owned the room.
Larry simply nodded, staying quiet. He already sensed trouble coming.
What they didn’t know…
Bethany was standing right outside the doorway, hidden behind the partially open door 😳👀.
She had followed Larry because something in her gut told her he was up to something. And now, she was listening to every single word.
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Purnell’s Pitch 🎤💼
Purnell leaned forward, hands flying as he talked.
“Bro, listen! This idea is gonna take off. I just need a little help to get it started—just a small investment.”
Larry rubbed his forehead but didn’t answer. He knew exactly where this conversation was going.
Outside, Bethany’s eyes widened.
“I knew it,” she whispered to herself.
“Yeh dono kuch na kuch chupa rahe hain.” 😒🔥
Purnell kept going.
“Look… I’m talking maybe a few thousand to start. Nothing big. You help me now, you’ll get double back later.”
Still no answer from Larry.
Just silence.
The kind of silence that made Bethany even more furious 😤.
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Bethany Bursts In 💥😱
Before Purnell could say another word, the door suddenly swung open, slamming against the wall.
Bethany stepped inside like a storm.
“Really, Larry? REALLY?!” she shouted, staring at him and then turning her glare to Purnell.
“I heard EVERYTHING.” 😡🔥
Purnell froze.
Larry swallowed hard.
Bethany marched straight to Larry first.
“Let me make this CLEAR,” she said, pointing a finger at him.
“If you give Purnell ANY money—any at all—I will NOT spare you. Samajh aya? I’m not playing today.”
Larry looked down, still saying nothing. He knew arguing would only make it worse.
Then Bethany shifted her attention to Purnell.
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Bethany vs. Purnell ⚔️🔥
She took a step toward him.
“And YOU,” she said sharply.
“Get out. Right now. Larry is NOT giving you money. No one here is giving you money. So take your little ‘big idea’ and leave.”
Purnell clenched his jaw, anger rising in his face 😤.
“Bethany, you always in my business!” he snapped.
“This ain’t even about you. It’s between me and my brother.”
Bethany laughed—a cold, sarcastic laugh.
“Oh please! Tum jahan bhi jaate ho, bas paise hi maangte ho. ‘Idea’ ke naam par drama.”
Then, louder:
“GET. OUT.”
Purnell grabbed his jacket off the chair, face burning red.
“Fine. I don’t need this,” he muttered.
“Larry, think about what you losing!”
He stomped out of the room, slamming the door behind him 🚪💥.
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Larry’s Silence 😬🤐
After the door closed, there was dead silence.
Bethany folded her arms, staring at Larry.
“You really thought you could hide this from me?” she asked softly—but dangerously.
Larry finally looked up, eyes tired.
“Bethany… I didn’t agree to anything.”
Bethany raised an eyebrow.
“Good. Because if you did…”
She walked closer and whispered,
“…you already know what I would’ve done.” 😒🔥
Larry nodded slowly, accepting defeat.
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Bethany’s Final Words 🗣️
Before walking out, Bethany said:
“Next time, if Purnell even texts you about money, show me first. I’m not letting anyone use you again. Especially not your own brother.”
Larry took a deep breath and nodded once more.
Bethany stepped out of the room, heels clicking loudly—each step filled with attitude.
Larry sat back in his chair, staring at the door, still silently processing everything.
Purnell, meanwhile, stormed down the hallway muttering angrily, furious that his plan had failed 😤💨.
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