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.

incident, if he still couldn’t connect the dots, well, that

the engagement party, a

their son’s theatrics, it was clear his wife had

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

I’ll

a slight nod. “Appreciate

them away,” he

escorting Remy and

a smile, signaled to the

the guests dissected the drama, Millie observed coldly, her expression

seized Sanford, halting his departure. “Sanford,

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