The moment I stepped out, James stood up, plastering a fawning smile across his face. "Rena, are you okay? I should've taught my son better. I'm sorry you had to go through this."His wife chimed in, just as insincere. "Yes, Rena. Daniel's spoiled, but I know you're kind-hearted. Please forgive him."I looked at them, their fake smiles twisting in my mind, and a hollow laugh escaped my lips.Years ago, when James' business failed, it was my father who lent him a hand, giving him both funding and connections.Since then, they had shown up at my house every holiday, calling me "Rena" as if we were close.And now, when their son did something like this, their first thought wasn't an apology; it was how to beg for leniency.I cut them off, lifting my arm to reveal the bandaged wounds. "He burned me with a cigarette and hung me from the jet's landing gear. You call this just being spoiled?"James and his wife froze, their faces tight with embarrassment. He stammered, "This… This kid'
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