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Chapter 51

Amy Robert
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Maven's POV

After saying my final apology and making sure she was asleep, I quietly closed her bedroom door and went downstairs to meet my brothers.

As soon as I came down the stairs, a punch sent me reeling backward. I looked up only to see Eryx clenching his fists and getting ready for another punch.

"Oh, please," I begged with a pleading look.

"You know it's your fault, right?" Aiden said while smirking in the corner.

"You do not think when you act," said Eryx with anger laced in his tone. "You always allow others to clean up your mess. Years and years of careful practice, and you flop every time."

At this point, I knew he wasn't just talking about Arielle. My former misconducts had been involved.

"I'm trying! I was managing the company while you were gone. I barely had time," I yelled. "Don't put all this on me."

"Don't put what on you? It's your f**king fault! We have enemies all around. We have a legacy to build, to protect, but instead of fixing that, you bring more problems to
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