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Taking advantage of the distraction, the guards struggled to their feet and fled to the security officer. One fumbled for his phone and called Bianca."B-Bianca, we've got a problem," the guard stammered. "Someone rescued the woman.""You two are useless," Bianca said indifferently. "If she's been rescued, leave it." With that, she hung up.…Claire and Adrian left Aurora Boutique in high spirits and ran straight into Howie. Both hurried over, smiling eagerly."Mr. Fuller, it's been a while," Claire said in greeting.Howie nodded slightly. "Bianca told me some girl was fighting you over Blue Enchantress. I came to see what was going on.""It's fine. Everything's been settled," Claire said. "Mr. Fuller, didn't you teach that loser Tristan a lesson last time?"The question infuriated Howie. He'd intended to give Tristan a brutal beating. Instead, Tristan had forced Howie's four bodyguards to beat their own employer. He'd only been discharged from the hospital the day before.B

"Mr. Fuller wants you here," a cold voice said over the phone.The caller's tone gave Bianca a sense of foreboding. "What does he want me for?""Stop asking questions," the caller snapped. "If he says come, you come. Hurry." With that, the call ended."What is it?" Howie asked."Your father wants me to come over," Bianca said uneasily. "Could it be about that girl?"Howie gave a casual smile. "Don't worry. Whatever it is, I'll handle it for you."His reassurance eased her anxiety. Still, she wanted to be safe. "Would you come with me?"Howie nodded. "Sure."They got dressed and hurried to the Fuller residence. A little over ten minutes later, they entered the living room."Dad, why did you ask Bianca to come?" Howie asked.Richard stood and shoved him aside. "Get out of the way. This doesn't concern you."He approached Bianca, his face dark. The sight sent a shiver of dread through her. She looked at Howie, silently pleading for help.Howie hurried forward. "Dad, what's w

When Miranda met Tristan's gaze, it felt as though Death itself were staring right through her, sending an icy shiver down her spine.She froze, then yanked her hand back and stumbled away. The cucumber slices slid off her face, falling to the floor one by one.Tristan drew a deep breath, forcing down the fury surging within him before releasing Claire. "I'm warning you. If you ever cause trouble for Ms. Thornton again, I swear I'll kill you."With that, he turned on his heel and walked away.Only then did Adrian rush forward to steady Claire. "Are you alright?"She gasped hungrily for air. "That bastard almost killed me!" Gritting her teeth, she spat with venomous rage, "Tristan, you son of a bitch! If I don't tear you apart, my name isn't Claire Grayson!"…Meanwhile, Bianca had arrived outside the Thornton residence. Her hands trembled as she reached out and pressed the doorbell.Before long, Neil emerged, flanked by two burly bodyguards. His expression was as dark as omin

When Claire finished, the lively chatter across the deck ground to an abrupt halt. All eyes turned toward Tristan, many of which wore expressions of undisguised revulsion and contempt."I've always heard the Grayson family had a deadbeat who lived off his wife," an arrogant young man in an immaculate suit murmured, swirling the champagne in his glass. A dismissive smirk played at the corner of his lips, his voice pitched just loud enough to carry across the crowd."Tell me about it! Word is he was Claire's pathetic lapdog. Now that she's kicked him to the curb, he's getting exactly what he deserves," an elaborately dressed woman beside him chimed in. Her tone dripped with mockery and disgust, as though Tristan's mere presence were a stain to her refined standing."For a man to sink that low is just pathetic," another scoffed. "He's completely washed up. He'll never amount to anything."Adrian walked toward Tristan, his polished leather shoes clicking sharply against the deck.A sn

The staff member's words were like a splash of cold water, instantly dousing the flames of Howie's rage.Drawing a deep breath, Howie glared at Tristan. "Consider yourself lucky today, Trashtan. But we're not finished yet. Just you wait!"With a dismissive wave of his hand, he signaled his bodyguards, who promptly turned and disembarked from the ship.Just then, an attendant dressed in the Thornton family livery stepped forward and announced, "Distinguished guests, Mr. Thornton will be joining us shortly, and the cruise is about to set sail. While we wait, please help yourself to the refreshments we've prepared for this wonderful occasion."Before his voice had even faded, several attendants in crisp uniforms wheeled carts onto the deck. Attendants offered crystal flutes of effervescent champagne alongside goblets of red wine, accompanied by platters of colorful fresh fruit and delicate, mouthwatering pastries.Claire murmured to Tristan, "The ship is already pulling away from the