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Sebastian looked momentarily stunned.

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Before he could answer, Rebecca pushed further, “Or was it that, besides the Guzman family’s chairman, the Quinn family was also involved in what happened back then?”

“He’s always regretted what happened,” Oliver, who had been standing quietly nearby, finally spoke up.

Rebecca bristled inwardly. “And then what?” she spat, her tone sharp.

Sebastian opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn’t know what to say.

Rebecca made it crystal clear she wanted nothing from them–just wanted them to leave her and her mom alone for good. “Instead of acting all sorry, why don’t you keep your distance like you’ve done for the last twenty years? That would actually earn you some respect from me.”

Not caring about their reaction, she got up and stormed off.

She was fuming. ‘Seriously? You hurt my mom all those years ago and now you think a weak apology wipes the slate clean?‘ Rebecca thought, her anger burning.

‘Does regret turn back time?‘ Rebecca sneered to herself. ‘Does regret really heal the scars in my mom’s heart?‘

‘Regret? Like that could ever fix anything.‘ Rebecca seethed, her thoughts swirling with resentment.

“Ms. Rebecca is just really close to her mom. Don’t take it to heart,” Oliver said, trying to comfort the silent

Sebastian.

“She’s got the same temper Amelia used to have,” Sebastian sighed, his mood heavy. “Do you think I should apologize to her for what happened back then?”

Oliver paused for a moment before answering, “With Ms. Jensen’s personality, I doubt she’d accept it.”

Sebastian’s face was a mix of emotions. “Yeah, that girl’s stubborn as a mule.”

Oliver joked, “You’re just as stubborn as they are, you know.”

“Yeah, both those girls get their hard–headedness straight from me,” Sebastian admitted with a wry grin. If anyone else dared say that, I’d probably have snapped at them. “Honestly, if I hadn’t found out she was in that coma for so many years, I might have held that grudge forever.”

“Want to go see her?” Oliver suggested.

“Nah, not right now,” Sebastian said, gazing through the glass as Rebecca walked away into the distance. “Maybe later.”

“Sounds good,” Oliver agreed.

Sebastian stood up and left the café. As he slid into the car, he turned and asked offhandedly, “Where’s that

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upstairs to check in on Jeffrey,” Oliver responded casually. “He told us not to wait around for

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hospital room, Gregory was giving a detailed report on what had

The Quinn family didn’t send anyone to tail her. It was probably

darker. “Things aren’t any safer here than in Jelasburg. The moment you see anything

“Got it,” Gregory replied.

poked his head in. “Mr. Hanson, the third heir of the Quinn

chilled. “Let him

the bodyguard said, pulling the door all

strolled in. Spotting Jeffrey in the hospital bed, he shot him a

in the habit of picking

energetic. “If we’re sticking to family logic, Rebecca’s my cousin, you’re her husband, that makes you my brother–in–law whether you like it

this guy for

guess this is the first time I’ve

with a mischievous smirk, “So

‘What kind of family did I just walk

shot him

out

was wrong with the whole nephew thing,” Jack said, flashing an innocent smile. “If you still hold a grudge, just give it back to me. I’m allergic to mangoes–eat two and I’ll end up just like

did.”

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to him,” Jeffrey said, staring Jack

blinked, thrown off “Give

two small mangoes from

look, totally unfazed. “Man, you really hold a grudge, don’t

much as blink. “They’re right there. Whatever you do, it’s your

a choice? If it helps my dear brother–in–law cool off, I guess I’ve only got one option,” Jack said, swaggering as he

in behind,

in his hands, not bothered at all. “Relax, worst case I’ll just

at a

glancing at Daniel. “If anything happens, my brother–in–law’s off the

out his phone and made a call. “Better get ready, Mr.

Stanley stared, dumbfounded.

was short–circuiting. Literal question

Stanley thought, wondering what universe he’d wandered

not even trying to stop the chaos. Are they all

if I eat these two, does that mean we’re even over what happened with my nephew?” Jack asked, peeling the mangoes while he

wasn’t forgiving Jack for Rebecca. “But with Rebecca, you’re on

Jack needled, stuffing the little mango into his mouth, words muffled as he chewed.