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~FORTY-EIGHT: HEAD OVER HEELS

Penulis: Kim Alphy
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-11-22 23:19:05

~Edgar~

They didn’t even try to hide their distaste for me.

The Manchesters despised me. If they had their way, they would have thrown me out the minute I walked into this hall. Arya was the only one holding them back, but even she couldn’t influence their decisions as much as I knew she wanted to. They were trying their best to humiliate me. I was determined to show them that I couldn't be broken. I was ready to do anything to make them warm up to me. When they come to terms with the fact that their son in law was not one to give up, they’d have no choice but to accept me.

My blood boiled seeing Lucien Vale. I didn’t take Arya’s parents' words to heart when they said he’ll be in my face a lot, but I did now. Why did they have to make him her guardian? He never failed to make me feel small and worthless every single time. And Arya, she wasn’t making things better by staring at him as she wanted to eat him up always.

Suppressing my pride, I walked to the chair that had been designated
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