THYON sat forward, straightening his suit jacket, halatang naiipit sa tensyon sa pagitan ng kuya niya at ng tiyuhin nilang si Daniel Navarro.“I’ve met Felicity before,” mahinahong sabi ni Thyon. “She’s a good person.”Daniel arched a brow, his tone dripping with that old-money condescension. “You’re in no position to judge, Thyon.”“It’s true,” depensa ni Thyon. “Sure, she’s from a modest background, but she’s easy to get along with. Independent. Self-reliant. Not the type to ride on anyone’s name.”A low chuckle escaped Daniel as he swirled the whiskey in his glass. “That’s the oldest trick in the book. Play the independent woman, make the rich second-gen think she’s different, and watch him fall for it. You’re too green, Thyon.”From behind the sleek black desk, Thorin kept flipping through documents on his tablet, not even glancing up. But the air in the room shifted—cold, controlled, and very much aware.Nicolai, his assistant, entered with measured steps. “Sir Evans,” magalang n
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