The sound of the slap echoed through the Auction Hall.The crowd gasped, phones surfacing like shark fins to record the downfall of the woman who had been standing upright and arrogant just moments ago."Harry..." Claire gasped, clutching her burning cheek. "You... you hit me? For her?""I hit you for every disrespect you cause to Darcy," Harry snarled, his eyes fixed on Darcy, desperate to see a glimmer of approval. "Get out, Claire. I don't need you anymore. I’ve found my family, you’re less than the dirt on Darcy's shoes."He turned back to Darcy, his eyes seeking her approval. "See, Darcy? She’s nothing. I’ll ruin her. I’ll make sure she never shows her face to us again. Just come home. We can take Leo—""Stop." Darcy’s voice was sharp as blade.The boy, who had been watching the scene with a chillingly calm expression for a child, stepped forward and gripped Darcy’s hand."Harry, look at me," Darcy said, her emerald eyes burning with a cold fire. "You just humiliated the woman you
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