ALIRA'S POV Betsy gasped, stumbling back a few steps. Her hand flew to her cheek, eyes wide with shock. "You hit me? Are you insane?!"I stared at her, breathing hard. My palm still tingled from the contact, but I didn’t regret it. Not one bit."You deserved it," I said flatly. "For standing there, smirking, while Mom slapped me…For acting like you’re the queen of the world just because you’re getting married to Liam.""You're just jealous…That’s all this is about.""Jealous?" I laughed bitterly. "You think I want your life? A man who can’t even tell the difference between love and convenience? A family that only calls me when they want something? Please.""Alira, enough!" my mother shouted.I turned to her, still seething. "No, not enough….I’ve had enough of you. L..Of pretending.. Of playing the good daughter."Her lips thinned. "If your father could see you now….""He did see me," I snapped. "That’s why he gave the company to me, not you….He saw through everything, even if
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