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“Precisely! Hector, you can’t treat Luna like this. Back then, you were the one who…”

“Alright, that’s enough,” Hector interrupted her. “Let’s consider this matter closed. I don’t care who was in the wrong—I don’t want to investigate it any further.”

“As the both of you have said, Luna is my wife and the mother of my son. I want to lead a peaceful, upright life, and I give you my word that I won’t do anything that might jeopardize the harmony of this family. In the future, I hope you won’t harass Charlotte anymore.”

“Are you doing all this because of that wench?” Luna asked, her voice shaking.

“Luna, for heaven’s sake…” Amanda grabbed hold of her immediately to shut her up. Turning to Hector, she said, “Hector, you misunderstand me. I never wanted to harm Charlotte in any way. I invited her over today for the sole purpose of having dinner with the rest of us. I didn’t think it would turn out like this. Everything’s my fault—I should’ve planned it out better. If I get the chance in the future, I’ll make sure to apologize to her. As for you and Luna, please don’t let this matter get in the way of your relationship…”

hear.” Hector turned and headed

you thinking?” Luna hissed angrily. “He only refused to stop investigating the

Amanda retorted in a low voice. “As long as he knows what he has to do and stops hanging around that woman, we will have achieved our goal! Who cares about the reason behind

you mean?” her daughter

about love. There isn’t a single man on earth who can remain loyal to one woman for his entire

if you turn a blind eye to his actions and

I want him to love

learn how to be more obedient and subservient to him. That’s the only way you can keep your position as Mrs. Sterling. Once

villa. In the distance, the Nacht

said, “Owen, please head inside first. There are a few things I want to

bowed towards her

“Charlotte, does it hurt? Aunt Amanda has a pretty bad temper—please don’t take it personally, alright? I’ll make sure to yell at

Charlotte said as she looked up at him, “how did

Simon’s expression froze. His eyes darted about shiftily as he stammered, “W—why are you asking me about this now? Everyone knows your father committed suicide