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    Tonya shed her a yful wink.


    “I wouldn’t miss this for the world,” she said with a smile.


    “Go on and shine. I’m here for you!”


    Under the table, Tonya discreetly made a supportive gesture.


    A surge of warmth filled Harlee’s heart. She tenderly squeezed Tonya’s hand, feeling suddenly fortified. With Tonya, her family, and the Green family by her side, the challenges ahead seemed less daunting.


    Harlee stated slowly, “Good afternoon, everyone. Today’s press conference won’t concern the Sanderson family. It’s just myself and my best friend here. I recall thest press conference I held was a full two years ago. It’s heartwarming to see so many familiar faces here once more. Much like back then, today’s topic is my marriage… I’m here to formally announce that I am getting a divorce.”


    No sooner had Harlee disclosed this than the room erupted intoplete chaos.


    For the media gathered, this revtion was undeniably the bombshell of the year, promising to significantly bolster their annual targets.


    Online, viewers tuning into the live stream were equally thrown into disarray. Spection had been relentless, yet Harlee’s announcement came as a stark surprise.


    Especially since her marriage to the Green family, following Rhys’ tragic incident two years prior, had epitomized the ideal of true love.


    Oneizen ventured, “What just happened? Is this for real? Harlee and Rhys are splitting up?”


    “I had believed their love would survive even the end of the world.


    Clearly, I was too idealistic.”


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    “Here’s to my silly hopes in storybook endings. I must be the biggest fool on earth.”


    Online, the bacsh was swift, with many using Harlee of orchestrating a mere publicity stunt.


    Meanwhile, Rhys kept one eye covertly on the streaming live feedback on his phone, ensuring Anika remained oblivious to his divided attention.


    To Anika, Rhys was the picture of diligence, absorbed in his work.


    Twenty minutes into their journey, Rhys subtly caught the driver’s knowing look and, with a gentle gesture, handed Anika a bottle of water.


    “Seems like you haven’t had a drink all day, have you?”


    Anika responded with a teasing pout, extending her tongue slightly, “Oh, you’re turning into my dad—always fussing about me drinking enough water.”


    Though she voiced a mockint, she smiled gratefully as she epted the bottle and took a refreshing gulp.


    In that instant, the car was sideswiped by a passing truck, the sudden scrape sending a shudder through the car and causing Anika’s teeth to m against the…


    The bottle hit Anika’s mouth, and a chip broke off her front tooth.


    A thin stream of blood began to well from her gum.


    Rhys’ concern was palpable as he swiftly reached for her shoulder, his voice tinged with urgency.


    “Are you alright? Does it hurt much? We should head to the hospital.”


    Wincing from the sharp pain, Anika was about to nod in agreement when her gaze dropped to the chat on Rhys’ phone screen.


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