“You don’t even know who I am, Mason Sterling, yet you claim you’re going to make sure I ruin myself in this city?” I asked calmly. “It seems your family is nothing more than a bunch of uncultured, low-class new rich.”Julian massaged his reddened wrist, his darkened gaze measuring me up and down.Beside him, Cynthia’s red lips curled into a mocking sneer. “Another nobody acting like a big shot. Does your entire outfit even add up to fifty bucks?”She turned to her fiancé. “Julian, stop wasting your breath on him. Just call our guys and have him beaten to a pulp first.”Julian nodded, impatiently signaling his men.Watching Cynthia’s smug, triumphant expression, a meaningful smile crossed my face. “Miss Miller, you haven’t even officially married into the family yet, and you’re already exercising the authority of the lady of the house?”Cynthia lifted her chin, shooting a contemptuous glare toward Avery. “The title of Mrs. Vance can only belong to me. Once Julian and I marry, I h
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