“Well, Mr. Ben, I just said—” Vivian stuttered, her words trembling.“You said you’re the only daughter of Mr. Avila,” Mr. Ben shot back, his legs visibly shaking, but he tried to keep his composure.“Ohhh.” I said calmly, a small, knowing smile forming on my lips.“You asked, and I smiled. I didn’t—” Vivian’s voice grew louder, sharp and defensive.“You did,” Mr. Ben interrupted, raising his voice immediately.“I didn’t! You asked, and I smiled. You’re the one who mistook it for an answer,” Vivian cried, her voice shaky, now on the brink of tears. She rushed to her mother’s side.“Mom!” Vivian sobbed, seeking comfort.“But you said your family runs the business and that the company belongs to your family. You said we could be friends, Vivian!” Bella spoke up, her voice shaking with betrayal, tears forming in her eyes.“Enough!” Mrs. Lisa’s voice cut through the room, commanding attention.“She said you misunderstood. That must be it. I’m sure she didn’t mean for you to misunderstand
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