"Alright folks, show's over. Let's clear out," Lucy called out with a dismissive wave, dragging her broom back into the diner.

Watching Lucy's badass move, the waitress felt a surge of admiration worthy of applause.

It had been a while since anyone saw Lucy in such a fierce mode - not since that time George showed up with the audacity to suggest he could keep her, only to be chased off by her broomstick. Olina was new to witnessing Lucy's formidable side and stood there gobsmacked.

It wasn't until Lucy dragged her broom back inside that Olina snapped out of it, her face paling as she carefully watched Lucy, wondering if she could bolt out the door at lightning speed should Lucy turn that broom in her direction.

Why on earth did she listen to Megan's suggestion to come here and seek trouble?

She knew full well that neither Lucy nor Cecilia cared about her status as the bigwig of the Martinez family, yet she still came.

Olina was turning green with regret, cursing herself for not dismissing Megan's manipulative words.

Wouldn't it have been nicer to join other friends for a round of bingo or a bridge game?

"Lucy. I swear, I never badmouthed you or Cecilia," Olina stuttered, the fear of being broomed out the door making her speech falter.

Lucy stopped sweeping and planted herself squarely in front of Olina.

After a moment of silence, Lucy said, "I have no idea how you've managed to survive this long."

She wondered what on earth Mr. Martinez Senior was thinking when he married such a nitwit.

couldn't trust her to

a loss

relationship with Owen? Instead of making his life easier, you're just

Lucy's words sent shivers down Olina's

Martinez empire. If they ever faced the wrath of the Andersons and the Blues, they would likely lose everything. Just

the

about Cecilia agreeing to accompany him to a gala event, feeling like he had

suit for a pristine white one. Now he

his bodyguards complimented him

evening gown and makeup, Cecilia was waiting inside

to pick up Cecilia, intending to let her

out holding a large red, velvet-covered box - a treasured jewelry set that belonged to his

only after Owen mentioned it was for Cecilia that his grandfather reluctantly parted with

legacy, yet his grandfather was willing to let Cecilia have it. It

Owen was determined to step up his

Cecilia as

usually unshakable, but it vanished entirely in Cecilia's

present - he was too focused on Cecilia. Otherwise, he would have seen his mother's

look absolutely amazing in that dress," Owen complimented Cecilia. Then he presented the red velvet box like a prized relic, "Cecilia, I got this jewelry set from my grandfather for you to try. Take a

you put it on, and then we

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