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With just a few swift moves, Shane knocked all of Owen’s bodyguards to the

ground.

The onlookers gasped in astonishment, murmuring among themselves. It

had been a long time since anyone in Eldoria had dared to stand up to the

Quill family, and seeing them face resistance was shocking.

“You’re next, come on!” Shane taunted, beckoning to Owen with a mocking

wave of his hand. Owen, to the crowd’s surprise, broke into a cold sweat and

began to back away.

For those who had suffered under the Quill family’s bullying for years, seeing

Owen like this was nothing short of miraculous. Even Sonia, who had grown

up in a powerful family herself, was impressed. No one in her family had ever

managed to make Owen retreat like this–Shane had given her a reason to

feel proud.

“You… Just you wait!” Owen stammered, continuing to backpedal.

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At that moment, one of the theater’s staff members approached. Leading

them was a woman drossod in striking red, who gave Shane a sense of

familiarity, though he couldn’t quite place where he’d seen her before.

“You work for the Magnolia Theater, right? I’m Owen Quill of the Quill family!

dared to attack us, so you better teach him a

barking orders at the red–clad woman as though he owned

place.

Eldoria, Owen was used to getting his

to him. But this time,

Without warning, the woman in red slapped

sending blood flying

up! You’re cutting in line, and you think you can

show, the only ones with

herself–not you, you

as she pointed a finger at

say?” Owen stammered, his face turning

anget.

Owen could react further,

him to the ground, her boldness

speechless.

stunned by the woman’s audacity. They

let alone someone who

snapped back to reality, Shane

“We’d like to book

research with Sonia. The Magnolia

the front of

disruption of other audience members. He was

sitting with Sonia, enjoying

performance together.

their head. “Sorry,

reserved the front–row VIP suites herself. No one else can

them.”

said, clearly

laugh arrogantly once

Maestro Moretti performs, the top VIP seats belong to the

you really think she’d

coldly. “Sorry, but the Quill

that kind of privilege.”

Owen’s laughter died instantly, replaced by a

he’d been

moment, sneered, “Looks like you’re not

Just another

son of a-” Owen, his pride shattered, was about to lash