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“You didn’t. You just threatened me with her life,” Ryan said, his voice devoid of emotion.

“Fine, then I’ll threaten you with her life right now. If you don’t bring Rebecca back to the Guzman family today and claim her as your own, I’ll end her myself,” Old Mr. Lawrence said mercilessly. “Would you really

do that?”

Ryan looked at him.

He didn’t respond.

“These were two totally different things, Ryan thought. “They’re not even on the same level.

If he hadn’t broken up with Amelia and told her to get rid of the baby, Old Mr. Lawrence actually would have hurt her.

“Ryan,” Old Mr. Lawrence said, unusually calm as he stood beside him–after all these years of barely being able to stand the sight of each other. “Back then, you didn’t love Amelia nearly as much as you liked to think.”

Ryan shot him a sideways glance.

Old Mr. Lawrence finally let out what he’d kept buried for years. “Given all the paths in front of you, you always chose the one that benefited you most.”

Ryan stayed silent.

After all this time, Old Mr. Lawrence had pretty much let go of what happened back then.

He’d even forgotten just how much he’d pressured Ryan and forced him to compromise.

“Back then, you and Amelia were the most impressive among the younger generation,” Old Mr. Lawrence said, eyeing him. “But instead of standing with her, you looked out for yourself.”

Ryan scoffed, refusing to even bother with an explanation. “Easy for you to judge,” he thought.

“If you’d really had the backbone to break away from the Guzman family and go with her to the Quinns, life would’ve been way smoother for both of you,” Old Mr. Lawrence commented.

“That’s all easy talk, now that it’s ancient history,” Ryan replied dryly, not a flicker of emotion on his face. “Did you forget already how much the Quinns despised the Guzmans?”

Back then, even if he’d ditched the Guzman family for the Quinns, Sebastian wouldn’t have taken him in, no way.

Actually, it was just the opposite.

Everyone in the Quinn family except Amelia would’ve thought he was faking it–pretending to leave the Guzmans just to use Amelia as a ticket into the Quinns.

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That was the smartest choice he could make back then. No way was he letting Amelia get dragged into the same mess, being threatened by her own family over and over.

probably don’t know,” Old Mr. Lawrence finally said after thinking it over for

didn’t even look

letting out a secret he’d held onto for years. “She helped them

Ryan stiffened.

Mr. Lawrence looked at him. “But in the end, you caved and accepted the woman I arranged for

had punched

Amelia had been so excited, telling him she was about to

dropped the

with the engagement I set up, Sebastian would’ve already accepted you,” Old Mr. Lawrence said, not the least

him a look, his eyes dark and bottomless, then walked right out

to

tell her he’d messed

stopping him. With the family finally stable,

was happening downstairs, running through all the details. When he finished, he reassured Jeffrey, “Ms. Jensen’s fine for now, so you don’t need

names of those people,” Jeffrey said, cool and collected in his expensive suit. He turned to Gregory. “In a couple of days, go pay them a visit. Make sure they

Gregory replied, “Understood.”

let out a quiet hum and

suddenly called out to him, “Hey,

cool glint in his eyes. “Figured I’d say

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to win his wife back. Jeffrey figured they’d make all the right moves. Not that he cared much about their opinion, he just thought he’d throw them a

they’d drop the

that glitzy show without anything real to back it up–it’s just empty sparkles with nothing

“Hold up.” Stanley said.

an

to find the

Jeffrey change his bandages and clothes, Stanley just didn’t have the heart to hit him with more stress. He worried the shock might make Jeffrey’s wound open up

Stanley figured he’d wait until Jeffrey was in a better mood after seeing Rebecca, then

how things were,

the right time for

mind?” Jeffrey asked directly, noticing

nodded, a little hesitant.

gave him an encouraging look.

the one

“Yeah,” Jeffrey replied.

fell silent, his mind

really messed up. Maybe it’s not what everyone thinks,‘ Stanley thought, clinging to that last sliver

do you even know that?” Very few people were in on this secret–just Stephen, his folks, and Andrea

hesitated, voice barely above a whisper. “Someone told

his tone sharper.