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corted" Brenda
a flicker of panic crossed her features. She quickly
is it? I heard about Em
My father's voice was ice. It c
vously. "I was... shoppi
r enough. Before Brenda arrived, my father had already retrieved the surveillance footage to v
, that. I lent it to a
e died on
ther's arm. I was the picture of fragile convalesce
eyes: venom, fear, and a flash of raw hatred. It was gone a
dear! You're alright
ocusing on the intricate pattern of the Persian
assessing, flicked from me to Brenda and back again. She didn't trust Brend
s," my father pressed, his voice dang
in her eyes. The performance was masterful. "She's always disliked m
jealous step-daughter-to-be. For a moment, my father wav
pt it hidden. I knew her weak point. I
py. "I... I couldn't see the man's face clearly. It was all so f
sobbing
had hit a mute button
he had seen that tattoo before, on one of the stable hands. The fury of a deceived Alph
"Get Rick from the stables. Now. And lock down the estate-I
to the floor, her face the
turned to leave the study, she leaned in clo
tain about w
lear and unwavering, held
She fell silent. In that moment, she understood. Her daughter, the quiet, pliable girl she had k
simply helped me back to my room, leavi
efficient but still distant. The ice w
d. "Don't involve yourself in thi
her trust. My weakness had always been a
e, I saw the first crack
s a s
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