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“She’s just a kid—speaks her mind, doesn’t know when to hold back. Don’t take it personally, Cynthia, Jessica’s mom and the head of a big public company, spoke with practiced diplomacy. “But to be honest, what you said wasn’t exactly proper either.”

“What’s wrong with that?” someone shot back.

“We’re just stating the facts here,” another person retorted, not backing down.

“Everyone saw how Amelia used Ryan’s help to grab the Quinn family shares, all while stirring up trouble in his personal life.” someone added, their tone sharp.

“How about we call Mr. Guzman here and see what he has to say?” Cynthia said in the calmest tone, though everyone could sense the threat hiding beneath her words.

Everyone’s expressions shifted a little at that.

Not many people really knew what was up between Amelia and Ryan. Most folks just picked things up from gossip or random rumors.

Honestly, nobody could say for sure if Ryan had feelings for Amelia. ‘If he did, why would he ghost her out of nowhere?‘ people wondered quietly. ‘But if he didn’t care, what’s with him treating Rebecca so well lately?‘

“Whatever you say, I know for a fact that Amelia was still involved with Mr. Guzman when he got engaged to someone from the Jordan Family,” someone pressed on.

“Trust me, I saw the whole thing with my own eyes,” another person jumped in, sounding sure of themselves.

“And she got pregnant out of wedlock–totally shameless,” someone sneered.

“Bet she thought having a kid would help her lock down Mr. Guzman and move up in the world, but he didn’t fall for it,” another person scoffed.

“Exactly!” someone else chimed in.

“Wow, looks like you all got older but didn’t get any smarter,” Jessica shot back, her tone sharper than usual. She almost never snapped, but she wasn’t backing down now. “Funny how you don’t say a word when Ryan’s sleeping around and can’t control himself, but you’re quick to point fingers at Amelia?”

Cynthia glanced at her but didn’t stop her.

When it came to sticking up for her friends, Cynthia always let her daughter say what was on her mind. She never interfered.

“Cynthia, is this what passes for parenting in your house?” Elijah Zane, his beefy face twisted with obvious disdain, stepped forward from the crowd.

Cynthia shot him a look and answered, her voice as flat as ever, “Yep.”

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“We’re supposed to be the where here, and this is hose the talks to us? Elijah sorted, then gave Paberra a cold glare. “And her? Figure che’s Amelia’s kid no manners, hus like her moth.”

Rebecca’s fingers costled into a fist, but before she could say a word, Cynthia cut in

said, honestly, if they tossed drink in your face. Id say they

crowd

Cynthia called, her tone soft and

girls turned toward

nearby drinks and told them, “There’s some booze over there–use it however you want. If things get messy,

carried away!”

not Jelasburg!” another sneered, trying

with one word?” someone else threatened, voice

echoed through

in perfect sync, flung

Zane’s hand shook as he pointed at Rebecca, completely stunned–he

told me before we came that anyone trash–talking her at these parties isn’t even worth my time. Most of you are just her old

Elijah and the rest

what?” Rebecca grabbed another drink, looking at them with contempt. “If I just ignored people like you, you’d never realize how clueless you

The crowd exploded,

whole vibe was icy, her voice cutting through the tension. “I’ll say

Mr. Guzman spoil you,” they sneered, shifting tactics. “But let me tell you, the Guzman family will never recognize someone like you

him, her

of that bothered

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calm, icy voice rang

would’ve had no idea his precious daughter

“Mr. Guzman?” someone stammered.

Guzman…” another voice trailed

crowd that had been so cocky just a second ago instantly shrank back, all

heading straight for Rebecca, his eyes full of unhidden concern. “What did they say to you? Dad’s got your

Rebecca shot back, her voice as frosty and skeptical as Amelia’s was back

moment, Ryan seemed genuinely uneasy,

as Ryan’s icy gaze landed

and now these people just had to make

I can’t bring myself to call you ‘Dad, and I definitely won’t admit you’re my father.” Her voice was colder than ever–if she had grievances with him before, after hearing all that, they only

Cynthia. “What’s

clearly. “They’re running their mouths saying Amelia ruined your engagement,

assets…”

Ryan’s expression

people would stoop so low, dragging Amelia’s name through

seriously—we didn’t make

right!” they echoed quickly,

us,” someone added

at this–seeing Ryan rush to defend Rebecca, they immediately pivoted, tweaking their tune and