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“What is happening?” Exactly as expected. I allowed the noise to settle before speaking again. “Yes,” I continued calmly. “It’s true that I was previously engaged to Nathan.” My gaze moved through the crowd until it landed on Nathan himself. He stood near the front beside Lily. Nathan looked tense. Lily looked nervous. Time for the next move. “But circumstances have changed,” I said smoothly. “Because, Nathan and I are no longer in that relationship.” The whispers grew louder again. “So while Nathan and I were once fiancé and fiancée,” I continued lightly, “we are now simply aunt and nephew.”

"Then send the whole family there to work off their debt. Five million dollars, calculated at a miner's wages, should be enough to keep them working for the rest of their lives." My expression turned cold as I continued, "As for Rex-" He broke my finger, forced liquor down my throat, and almost sent me away to that underground arena. "What do you plan to do with him?" Aunt Carmelia asked. I fell silent for a moment. "Aunt Carmelia, you always said you hate betrayal more than anything." Aunt Carmelia nodded. "Rex touching you was a betrayal of me." "Then handle it according to the rules," I replied, closing my eyes. "I don't want to see him again."

Is talking about him not betraying my date? The woman smiled. Something was going on in her head. “Aunty?” “Mm?” She snapped out of whatever thing it was she was thinking about and looked at me. “How am I supposed to tell you about the dates my fiancé and I go on? Do I tell you about the sex parts too?” She laughed while I frowned. “You're too young to have sex. Or maybe you're not too young, I can't be the one to imagine that. Oh, no—” She added more chicken in the hot oil and looked at me again.

I almost forgot what I was saying as I watched him look genuinely confused and startled. “Because it's awkward. I can't believe I let this happen.” I sounded more full of regret than I intended to. Then he shook his head, a bitter tiny laugh coming out of his dangerous lips. “No way you're regretting having sex with me, Aunt. Can you ever check and see if you can walk?” Such an ass. I rolled my eyes. “I'm serious, we've had sex, the end. If you stick to following my rules in this house, you won't find me on your bed for you to play with.”

“I wanted it to be something a little more… special? Not while I’m literally in Spanx.” Ellie scowled. “We don’t care about Spanx. We care about diamond rings and romantic declarations! What did he say? Did he get on one knee? Did you cry? Did he cry?” “Honestly, I think he blacked out a little halfway through,” I said, giggling. “He was so nervous, poor guy.” “Oh, I love that,” Mum sighed. Ellie crossed her arms dramatically. “You are so lucky I didn’t find out from a blog post. That’s how murders happen.”

The girl who had talked to her about Alexander asked Olivia quickly smiled, “Of course, why wouldn’t I be?” “Yes, I think he is so handsome though, what a pity? He is so cold and I heard her doesn’t like associating himself with women,” the woman said “What if his gay?” Another woman butted in. “Nah, sexual orientation has nothing to do with nonchalance towards women,” the woman who was holding Olivia said, “gay men always have at least one female friend, he has none. I just think he is probably an asexual man,” Olivia kept quiet, her mind was still trying to process the fact that the man in front of her was her ex-fiancée uncle.

What's certain is that after that, he seemed confident, then gave an explanation. "From the beginning, we did have a relationship. In fact, it wasn't just close. But, it had progressed to a further stage." "What do you mean?" Savana, who was also listening, cut in directly. She even stepped closer to Bastian, who was standing right in front of her son. "What do you mean it had progressed to a very far stage?" "We both have often had relations like husband and wife, Aunt. Already make out, having sex in every single night.”

Benjamin had no right to talk about me like that. “Is this a real story?” Luca cried out. I couldn’t blame him. It was unbelievable. It sounded like something out of a movie. “He fucked your best friend so you fucked his uncle?” He winced. “Ugh, it’s so weird talking about my brother’s sex life, but that’s it?” Ben and I stayed silent, glaring at each other. “Wait, but if Saint knows about this, why is he playing along? To teach you a lesson?” He asked Ben.

I looked between them. “What happened?” Aunt Margaret looked delighted to share the story. “Adrian got into a fight over her.” I nearly choked. “What?” The room erupted into laughter. I tried to picture him as a child. Even a few people who had clearly heard the story dozens of times were smiling from ear to ear. “It wasn’t a fight,” Adrian muttered. “It was absolutely a fight,” Aunt Margaret said. “You punched a boy.” She said clearly enjoying the effect the story had on him.

“I was on fire that night; I had a lot to drink before. You see, these men were special, VIP. They paid for me and I gave them a darn good show. I had on my favorite gold bikini set. It’s basically a strip of clothing; doesn’t cover anything—” I squeezed my eyes shut, my thumb digging into a wooden bead. “Candy, please. This is not—” “The lights in the VIP room were so dim I couldn’t see their faces,” she continued, ignoring me. Her voice was low. “But I could feel them. It was supposed to be a simple dance, and I am a darn good dancer. A dance to get their cocks hard, but it wasn’t enough for them. A hand found my waist; one of the men pulled me toward him with a force that tore my panties