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    In a room on the second floor, Marissa was still deep in conversation with Landen about their search for Tiffany. The room felt heavy with their concern.


    A sudden knock on the door broke the tension.


    Landen went to open it. He saw Hannah waiting outside.


    “Mom,” Landen said, sounding rxed, “have you sent thosedies and their sons away?”


    Hannah let out a sad sigh. “They have left, but another troublesome person showed up.”


    “Who?” Landen asked.


    “Xander from the Hoffman family,” Hannah said, a trace of resentment in her voice.


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    “Xander?” Landen’s face tightened in a frown. “What does he want? Is he here to propose to Tiffany too?”


    “I was worried about that,” Hannah admitted, “but thankfully, he just wants Tiffany to draw something for him to give to someone.”


    Landen chuckled. “That’s not a big deal. Tiffany is very popr now. It’s only natural that people wille to her for her work. It’s no surprise Xander would ask for this.”


    “You don’t get it,” Hannah said, giving Landen a sharp look. “Xander won’t pay Tiffany. And he’s incredibly arrogant and rude! Tiffany is a renowned artist now. How can he think he can push her around?”


    “You’re right,” Landen agreed with a nod. “I’ll go downstairs and send him away.”


    Landen turned and headed for the stairs. Hannah quickly grabbed his arm. “What are you nning to do?”


    Landen shrugged. “I’ll start politely. I’ll ask him to leave. If he doesn’t, I’ll make him.”


    “No! We can’t risk offending Xander,” Hannah said, worry etched on her face. “If he were reasonable, sure, but he’s a menace. He’s bold enough to demolish other people’s houses.


    This vi belongs to your Uncle Brian. What if he destroys it? Even if Xander is unreasonable, we can’t use violence. He’s the Hoffman family head’s younger brother, and a senior manager of the Peridot Consortium.


    If we hurt him, both the Hoffman family and the Peridot Consortium wille after us. Bu was once an international special forces soldier. He’s cold, cruel, and ruthless.


    A family like ours can’t stand against him. And you know how frightening the Peridot Consortium is. They protect their own fiercely. Anyone who harms a member faces severe consequences.”


    Landen’s patience wore thin. “Then what do you suggest we do?” he asked, exasperated.


    Living in the rich and powerful circle of Blebert was difficult for him. Every action had to be calcted, and he always felt confined. He missed his old life with ck Snake, where he could be happy and free.


    Hannah turned to Marissa and asked hesitantly, “Do you have any ideas?”


    Marissa had been going through the documents Landen gave her but had been listening to their conversation.


    Smiling at Hannah’s question, Marissa said, “What do you need me to do, Hannah?”


    Hannah paused before speaking. “I want you to draw a picture for Mr. Hoffman, as he requested. I know it’s not fair to ask you to do it for free, but we really can’t afford to upset Xander.”


    “Hannah, don’t worry. I’ll go downstairs and talk to Xander right now.” Marissa said confidently.


    Landen quickly objected. “Boss, why should you do what he wants? Who cares if he’s from the Hoffman family? I’ll go downstairs and deal with him. Let’s see what Bu can really do.”


    Marissa intervened calmly. “Violence won’t solve anything. Hannah is right. Xander is rude and well-connected. We don’t need to escte things unnecessarily. In this world of wealth and power, we have to handle these situations carefully.”


    Hannah let out a sigh of relief. “Tiffany, you’re so sensible.”


    Then she turned to Landen, scolding him gently, “You’re too impulsive. Use your head. Take a lesson from Tiffany.”


    Landen shrugged, opting for silence.


    Marissa rose to her feet, dusted off her hands, and made her way downstairs to confront Xander


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