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As he spoke, he actually managed to convince himself. Meanwhile, at the Valerio family estate, the Don and his wife were frantic. "That ungrateful daughter! Did she ever consider our feelings as her parents? Did she think about the survival of the Valerio family!" "Scarlett's phone is unreachable. We can't contact her through any means!" The Don of the Valerio family sat on the sofa, his face ashen. They had already received the Thompsons' furious inquiries and knew the child was not Kieran's.

Leath moved the phone away from her and called Piper. "Piper, what is he talking about?" Piper gave her a tablet and her eyes widened when she saw a website that some students made with the sole purpose of exclusive gossip, Weekly Goods, they called it. It was a picture of her and Professor Moreau by the pool, the photographer was skillful enough to bring out a different meaning to the picture when they were just merely talking. "Father, this is not what you think. That professor's up to something—" her father's cold tone cut her sentence off.

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“I told you to drop the act. Owen and I need you. Lila’s still here. Why can’t you just come home and help around the house?” There was a pause. Then the old same dagger. “You owe her that much, you know.” I laughed softly, a humorless little sound. “I owe her nothing.” And then, I hung up. I sent Elliot a single voice recording—just under two minutes long. Ivory’s bodyguard, bragging, spelling it all out. Exactly what Lila did, and why. Attached, I typed out a message: “Here’s the truth you always wanted. Hope you don’t cry too hard when you realize just what a diva your precious Lila really was.”

The cacophony of voices and camera flashes only added to the drama. Seraphina, Mace's niece, couldn't resist the allure of the moment. She pulled out her phone and began recording the spectacle. Her young, rebellious spirit found humor in the situation, and she couldn't resist adding her own snarky commentary, clearly targeted at her uncle. "Uncle Mace, this is some top-notch entertainment," Seraphina quipped as she captured the destruction of the Jeep on her phone. "You should consider charging admission for this show." The crowd of onlookers watched with a mix of shock and amusement, unsure of what to make of the fiery woman taking her anger out on a billionaire's car. It was a surreal and

Sara was flabbergasted. Why was Elara's boyfriend so hot? His aura was on par with Dominic's, especially the way he looked at her with such cold eyes. It was as if they could see through her soul. The only person who had ever given her such feelings was Dominic. She was meeting this man for the first time, so why did she feel like she had known him for many years? Nathan took out a white handkerchief and wiped the place where Sara had touched him. His voice was cool as he spoke, "My girlfriend doesn't like it when others touch me, sorry."

I slowly pushed myself up onto my elbows, staring at the wall, deeply embarrassed by the collapse. ​"I... I..." I tried to speak, but the words refused to come. ​"Shh. Stay silent," Shrota murmured, unscrewing the lid of the glass jar. "You don't need to explain a single thing to me. We all have our breaking points. Besides, that arrogant Ronway boy is entirely blind to let go of our most outstanding girl. He's going to regret this until his dying breath, mark my words." ​"Pfft..." A small, broken smile tugged at the corner of my dry lips despite the agony radiating down my spine.

If this keeps up, someone’s reputation will really hit rock bottom. KillThemAll: [Bullshit! The princess is pure and noble. She would never do something like this. Anyone who dares smear her, I'll wipe out their whole family.] TheArcticIsBeautiful: [If she's really that noble, why hasn't she come out to explain her relationship with the Prince? If they're truly in love, couldn't she stop him from saying all that on the show?]

Luis mumbled. “It messed me up and made me who I am now,” I said, not wanting to see his expression. “I have, what you call, episodes which are when I am in a depression state or panic attacks that are hard for me to control myself. So touching or being touched can cause that too.” Luis didn’t say anything for a second until he sighed, “My mom always says that when bad things happen it’s not your fault.” he finally said. “So, I’ll pass that message to you.”

"I forgot I recorded this. Look at these two girls I ran into at a restaurant near the university a few nights ago. Absolute knockouts. A bunch of street punks cornered them in the alley, and I had to play the knight in shining armor to get them loose. I never even got their names." An ugly knot of irritation tightened in my gut. I grabbed his wrist, shoving the screen away. "Put it away, Dave. I'm married. I don't care about your bar stories." "Come on, bro, I'm just showing you the footage!" "Back off," I muttered, but as my eyes darted back to the screen, a specific, sharp voice cut through the background noise of the video. The girl on screen was backing away from a group of men, her chi