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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.

Mr. Lawrence finally said after thinking it over for

even look

deal with her family for your sake,” Old Mr. Lawrence told him, letting out a secret he’d held onto for years. “She helped them turn the tables,

Ryan stiffened.

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

like someone had punched

Amelia had been so excited, telling him she

the bomb: “Amelia, I’m

up, Sebastian would’ve already accepted you,” Old Mr. Lawrence said, not the least bit regretful about his choices. “You could’ve gone your own way, and Amelia wouldn’t have had to

his eyes dark and bottomless, then walked right

to find

her

finally stable, he just let Ryan go and do whatever he

Jeffrey on what was happening downstairs, running through all the details. When he finished, he

couple of days, go pay them a visit. Make sure they really understand what happens when you start spreading lies and

Gregory replied, “Understood.”

let out a quiet hum and

now, suddenly called out to him, “Hey, where

bit,” Jeffrey replied, a cool glint in his eyes. “Figured

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off before, since this

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figured they’d make all the right moves.

they’d drop

anything real to back it

“Hold up.” Stanley said.

raised an eyebrow,

struggling to

hospital, but watching Jeffrey change his bandages and clothes, Stanley just didn’t have the heart to hit him with more stress. He

wait until Jeffrey was in a better mood after seeing Rebecca, then break the

now, seeing how

right time for

on your mind?” Jeffrey asked directly, noticing Stanley seemed

little hesitant. “Yeah, kind

an encouraging

was the one who saved your life? Was it mainly

“Yeah,” Jeffrey replied.

fell silent, his mind in

not what everyone thinks,‘ Stanley thought, clinging to that last sliver of hope before

“How do you even know that?” Very

barely above

stepped closer, his tone