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    “Go back to Devonte and tell him I won’t be waiting for the contract to end in three months. I’ll be finding him tomorrow to terminate it.”


    In a final move, Tiffany kicked Moira’s chin with enough force to knock her out cold. She didn’t even spare Moira a second nce.


    Harlee couldn’t help but appreciate Tiffany’s swift and calcted actions. When Moira finally went limp, shezily said, “Let’s go.”


    Tiffany smoothly returned to her usualposed self, nodding in acknowledgment. She picked up her bag and walked out of the studio with casual confidence.


    The studio fell into an eerie silence.


    After a tense pause, the studio manager snapped back to reality. Yet, aware of Harlee’s powerful influence, he hesitated to involve the police. Instead, he signaled to his subordinates to call for an ambnce.


    The moment Harlee entered, the manager immediately recognized her as the daughter of the influential Sanderson family. Despite the fear that Moira might not survive, he didn’t dare to interfere with Harlee’s actions.


    Inside Tiffany’s van, Harlee raised an eyebrow and nced at Tiffany with a yful smirk. Dragging out her words, she teased, “I have known you for so long, and this is the first time I have seen you like this.”


    Tiffany didn’t shy away from the conversation. With a smile, she replied candidly, “A little girl with no power, influence, or background managed to rise to a position she once couldn’t even dream of… Do you really think she is still that naive girl?”


    Tiffany paused, her gaze turning serious as she slowly turned her head to meet Harlee’s eyes.


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    “So, you can stop trying to match me with Clint. He grew up in luxury while I have spent every day living behind a mask just to survive.”


    They came from twopletely different worlds. Just knowing Clint was already a wonderful thing.


    Harlee rested her chin on her hand, her eyes half-lidded as she casually turned her head.


    “So, that’s it? That’s why you have always rejected Clint? You think you are not a good person?”


    Tiffany’s face stiffened, her difort in. It was as though Harlee had uncovered a secret buried deep within her. Her eyes instinctively drifted to the window.


    After a long, tense silence, Tiffany finally spoke, her voice softer but resolute.


    “Yes.”


    Tiffany felt she wasn’t a good person. She wasn’t above bending the rules, sacrificing her morals, and ying every trick in the book to get what she wanted—except forpromising herself and getting emotionally involved. She surrounded herself with people who could serve her interests, and the Sanderson family was no exception. If they were just Clint’s family, she never would have invested so much effort in gaining their favor.


    In her world, Clint stood as the sole exception. She never saw him as someone to use, nor did she ever consider doing so. Even though he hailed from the wealthy Sanderson family, she had done everything in her power to squash the rumors of them being together. It was thest shred of sincerity she had left in this world.


    Tiffany felt she was hypocritical and hadn’t shown enough sincerity to Harlee and the other members of the Sanderson family, and that nagging sense of unease had always lingered in her. As a result, she never took the initiative to get close to the Sanderson family.


    What Tiffany didn’t realize was that everyone in the Sanderson family, except for Sk, was perceptive. If Tiffany hadn’t been a genuinely kind and sincere person, they wouldn’t have been so eager to y matchmaker between her and Clint.


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