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It was Dorothy.

She stood in a puddle of what looked disturbingly like blood, her white ankle boots soaked through, as she watched me halt the action of closing the door. Slowly, she withdrew her hand and crossed her arms in front of her chest. “Jane, I’d advise you to back off. Stop messing around with Bryant.”

That she found my address so quickly was alarming.

I frowned, “Whether it’s you or Margaret, you’d better check yourself into a hospital or better yet, go bother Bryant. Don’t come here bothering me.”

“Huh, cut the act!” She glanced inside my house with disdain. I’ve done my homework. Without marrying Bryant, how could someone like you, with both parents gone and broke, afford such a place?”

She lifted her chin, exuding the kind of arrogance only the wealthy possess, in full display.

you? If it weren’t for the luck of being adopted by the Myers family, would you even be here, speaking like this, boldly meddling in someone

hit where it hurt. Dorothy shouldn’t expect me to play nice if

Dorothy’s haughty demeanor instantly turned vicious. She raised her hand, intending to slap me, but I pushed her away, glaring at

don’t want to take my advice or accept my

is being nice?” I shot back sarcastically,

“So, you insist on

you think I could refuse

didn’t want me to have peace and refused a divorce, it

my retort, Dorothy suddenly laughed. “Fine, if you said that. Given the current troubles of the Ferguson Group, a marriage alliance with the Myers family is the quickest and

let me wish you a happy marriage and a quick addition to your family,

moved to close the

Dorothy still wasn’t satisfied and arrogantly stopped me, gritting her teeth. “You think I can’t do anything to you? Yeah. Here’s RiverCity, unlike Vista Town, where I can do whatever I want, but dealing with you is still

baffled, giving her a cold look. “Are you crazy

so what was she still

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