Chapter 51

Jackson and Lilian exited the building.

Jackson’s aura radiated fury, yet Lilian dared to ask.

“Jackson… she’s the studio owner? I don’t buy it

Owner? Impossible.

Stephanie must be faking.

When Lilian left the office earlier, she’d glimpsed dozens of employees-

A sizable operation.

The Hart family hadn’t funded her. Where’d the money come from?

Even if she has a relationship with her brother’s partner, it must have been recently established, right?

If she’d had a backer all along, why endure years of Hart family humiliation?

Jackson shot her a cold glare, silent. His phone rang.

Seeing the number, he answered urgently: “Mr. Grant.”

Whatever was said drained the color from his face.

“What‘ 1-1 only brought Lilian to apologizel Nothing else!”

The dial tone replied.

At the same time, Jackson exuded a murderous aura.

Lilian froze, breath hitching.

Jackson’s glare could’ve devoured her whole.

“Stay away from Stephanie,” he hissed. “Avoid her. Always.”

Lilian felt silent.

Jackson: “If you cross her again…”

What then?

He left the threat unspoken.

But the threat in his eyes extinguished Lilian’s doubts about Stephanie’s legitimacy.

If Jackson had been this enraged since last night, Stephanie’s status might indeed be formidable-

Especially after the call….

Lilian ventured timidly, “Should… should I apologize again?”

Jackson: “Don’t bother. She’s already whined to him. Another misstep, and we’re finished.”

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said, “What? She whined Like a

“Shut up!”

Jackson’s rage peaked.

been

had suffered for Stephanie

Why

her

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One Hour Later.

parting from Jackson, Lilian

the ward, she overheard Tyler telling Catlin:

career paths were blocked, accounts frozen-

face destitution

have no choice but to

Tyler: “Exactly”

the

Lilian. Catlin’s face lit with forced

Lilian’s hands while shooting

while shooting Tyler a coded glance.

greeted politely, “Mrs. Ashford. How’s

she spoke, her gaze fell on the sleeping girl in the hospital

getting worse. I don’t

be fine.”

comfort, but all

food. You

that, Catlin

turned to Tyler. “Sorry I couldn’t come last night.”

Lilian pleaded, Jackson flat–out refused–infuriating.

“No matter. Why visit

the clock–nearly noon.

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I met

her?

jolied alert–me anger

of unanswered calls and vanished traces had

Eastview Tower”

is she doing there? Did

Eastview Tower, Tyler Hart and everyone else shared the same thought-

scrambling for jobs

shook her head. “It’s not a

what’s she doing there?”

owns a studio–decent–sized, probably lucrative

“What?”

air in the ward immediately

must’ve mistaken

How

get

running

Lilian insisted, “but it’s her.

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