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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.

finally said after thinking it over for a long

didn’t even look up.

a 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, and besides getting her rightful shares, she got Sebastian to actually

Ryan stiffened.

end, you caved and accepted the woman I arranged for

had punched him right in

him she was about to

dropped the bomb: “Amelia, I’m getting

already accepted you,” Old Mr. Lawrence said, not the least bit regretful about his choices. “You could’ve gone your

dark and bottomless, then walked right out of the party without another

to

to tell her he’d

Mr. Lawrence didn’t bother stopping him. With the family finally stable, he just let Ryan go and

third floor, Barry Lynch was updating Jeffrey on what was happening downstairs, running through all the details. When he finished, he reassured Jeffrey, “Ms. Jensen’s fine for

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 really understand what happens when you start spreading lies

Gregory replied, “Understood.”

quiet hum and rose to

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

stepping out for a bit,” Jeffrey replied, a cool glint in his eyes. “Figured I’d say hi

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before,

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win his wife back. Jeffrey figured they’d make all the right moves. Not that he

drop the ball so

back it up–it’s just empty sparkles with

“Hold up.” Stanley said.

an eyebrow, clearly

struggling to find the right

Jeffrey change his bandages and clothes, Stanley just didn’t have the heart

until Jeffrey was in a better mood

seeing how

the right time for

asked directly,

little hesitant. “Yeah, kind

gave him an encouraging

was the one who saved your life? Was it mainly because of that long

“Yeah,” Jeffrey replied.

silent, his

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

his eyes, tension growing. “How do you even know that?” Very few

barely above a whisper.

stepped closer, his