When the Family 226

“What the hell is wrong with you?!” Sofia snapped, her voice tight with indignation. Her wide eyes brimmed with fury as her small fists clenched at her sides. “It’s bad enough you have no empathy–do you really need to be this nasty? Anyone who hires a lawyer like you is just asking for trouble. Did a dog eat your conscience or something?”

Clearly, the girl had been pushed past her limit.

“You-” Mr. Lwain raised a trembling finger and jabbed it toward her face, his expression twisted with rage. “People like you don’t deserve-

“You’re noisy.”

The voice cut through the tension like a blade.

Crisp, cool, and unmistakably disdainful.

Jean’s heart gave a sharp, startled jolt.

That voice…

She whipped her head around–and there she was.

Jolene.

Dressed in a sleek black suit, she strode across the parking lot with a calm authority. Her short hair was tucked neatly behind one ear, revealing a pale, striking profile. Her gaze zeroed in on Mr. Lwain, dark eyes narrowed in amused disapproval, like she was swatting away a mosquito with her stare alone.

pulled by the gravity of her

Sofia blinked in confusion. They didn’t recognize the woman, but the air around her

Jean, however, remained still.

Calm. Watchful.

up here,

wasn’t here as

a connection now. A shared tie

stayed ambiguous in attitude, there

Mr. Lwain stood

lips parted hock. His shoulders trembled

“M–Ms. Jolene?!”

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Then she stepped forward.

clicked confidently on the

Finished

contrast between them was striking–Jolene, all height and tailored precision; Jean, smaller, paler, and still

Jolene stopped beside her.

uncertain. “You… why are you

on Jean’s shoulder, lightly but firmly, her tone playful yet

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