As Ian led me into the house, the atmosphere around the dinner table immediately turned tense.With an easy smile, he offered me a cigarette, looking as harmless as ever."After what happened last week, I thought you still held a grudge against me. You weren't happy that I won Outstanding Teacher, and you even punched me in front of everyone. But since you came to my celebration today, why don't we put all of that behind us?"If I had not caught him destroying my nomination form with my own eyes that day, I never would have believed he could wear two completely different faces depending on who was watching.But before I could say a word, a sharp slap landed across my face."Jensen Slater! Is this how I raised you? How could you hit someone in public?"The one who struck me was my own mother."When my flower shop ran into financial trouble, and I asked you for help, you refused to lend me a single cent. It was Ian, a man who wasn't even related to us, who generously lent me a lar
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