Julian walked over to the door, opened it wide, and signaled to two towering security guards standing in the hallway. "Escort the Aldridge sisters off the property," Julian ordered coldly. "If they ever step foot past the outer gates again, fire the entire guard team." "Yes, Mr. Vane!" the guards replied instantly. Cynthia stood frozen for a second, her jaw clenched so tightly her teeth hurt. She had never been so thoroughly humiliated in her entire life. She looked at Catherine, hoping for a shred of sympathy, but Catherine’s face was as cold as marble. "Listen to my son, Cynthia," Catherine said with absolute authority. "If you ever target my grandson again, Julian won't even need to ruin you. I will do it myself. Leave now." Realizing she had completely lost, Cynthia grabbed her designer purse, turned on her high heels, and stormed out of the room. Victoria scrambled right behind her, practically running toward the main exit to escape the suffocating pressure of the mansion
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