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*11 1 heaz arunther word against my Yvette, Fll make sure the sheer family disappears from Jubilife! Our previous deals are off. From now on, keep your distance, or you'll get a beating every time I see you!"

Irwin was beyond enraged. His darling daughter was the apple of his eye. He cherished her more than anything in the world. How dare Orlando speak ill of her! He was asking for it.

Anyone who dared to criticize Yvette was a sworn enemy of the Murrays.

"Irwin, we've been friends for years! How can you treat me like this?"

Irwin scoffed coldly over the phone. "I don't care who you are. If you say one bad word about my daughter, you'll answer to me!"

Orlando stared at the disconnected call, dumbfounded. He'd never met anyone so fiercely

* protective.

with him. He was effectively terminating the collaboration between the Murrays and the Shaws. The potential losses would be enormous! A

or I'll break your

mask of fury. "Yvette, don't push it!

thin as he droned on, and an irritated look flitted across her

features.

to have your son's legs broken. Get

The black-suited bodyguards behind Yvette immediately obeyed, advancing on Carson and his father. Seeing that Yvette meant business, Orlando exploded

no right to talk

his handsome face clouded with anger, his

"M-Mr. Quinn..."

pale. The Shaw family could perhaps weather the storm of their conflict with the Murrays. But the addition of Wilson to the

A forced, sycophantic grin replaced

as she sneered at him. "It's a shame, but I'm a

out and took Yvette's hand, his demeanor affectionate, yet

intense coldness.

anyone who makes my fiancé

Orlando couldn't force a fawning smile onto