Sanford, however, remained composed. He casually glanced at his assistant and inquired, “Where’s the doctor?”

“Right here.”

The assistant promptly ushered in the doctor who had been waiting nearby.

The doctor approached her, giving her a once-over. “Fainted from pure rage. Get Mrs. Robles to the lounge.”

“Sure thing.”

Sanford exchanged a knowing look with his assistant, who, in tandem with a security guard, guided Janiya to the Lounge.

Britton shot Sanford a complex expression, sighed, and trailed behind them.

couldn’t connect

orchestrated quite the spectacle at the engagement party, a subtle challenge echoing in

motive behind their son’s theatrics, it was clear his wife had crossed a line with

My mother’s not up for it right now. Can’t accompany you for the investigation,” Sanford explained, a tinge of apology in his

she’s up, I’ll

a slight nod. “Appreciate

them away,” he directed the

departed, escorting Remy

wearing a smile, signaled to the

the guests dissected the drama, Millie observed coldly, her

Sanford, halting his departure. “Sanford, did you orchestrate

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