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    As soon as Debby stopped talking, the sharp sound of Carol’s cane tapping against the floor filled the room.


    Carol shot her an angry re and said, “Debby, it looks like you’vepletely ignored everything I’ve told you. I’m really disappointed in you. Go back to your room right now—I don’t want to see you.”


    But Debby wasn’t ready to back down. She cried out, “How can you do this to me? Everything I do is for the family, yet all you ever do is scold me!”


    Carol let out a sharp, derisive snort, her expression dark with fury. Oh, how considerate of you. If you truly cared about me, you wouldn’t have turned my birthday banquet into a spectacle.


    Debby’s face twisted with indignation. “You’re beingpletely unfair! Rachel is the one who ruined your banquet, but I’m the one getting med.”


    Carol sighed and shook her head. “You’re impossible. Stubborn and unrepentant.”


    Turning away from Debby, she shifted her gaze to Rachel. “Call Brian’s father and tell him toe over.”


    Rachel hesitated, sensing just how angry Carol really was.


    No matter how much she disliked Debby, she was still Brian’s mother, and she didn’t want Debby to resent her even more than she already did.


    “Call him now!” Carol’s voice was sharper this time, leaving no room for argument.


    Rachel bit her lip, her fingers hovering over her phone. Maybe there’s another way…


    Carol’s gaze hardened. “Rachel, are you going to defy me as well?”


    Left with no other choice, Rachel picked up her phone and made the call. The moment the call connected, Carol snatched the phone. “Aron, it’s me. Get to the side hall immediately.”


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    “Yes, Mom.” Aron White, Brian’s father, always did whatever his mother told him. So, the moment Carol called for him, he dropped what he was doing and rushed over.


    As soon as he stepped inside, he saw a group of people gathered in the side hall. The air was thick with tension.


    “Mom, what’s going on?” Aron asked, his gaze shifting between them.


    Carol struck her cane against the floor with a sharp thud. “Ask your wife! This is my birthday banquet, and I will not tolerate her behavior. Take her away. I don’t want to see her face today.”


    “No! Why should I leave?” Debby snapped, making onest stand. “Aron, none of this is my fault! Carol is the one being unfair, scolding me over an outsider. Why should I be treated like this?”


    Carol didn’t bother arguing. Instead, she rubbed her temples, as if warding off a headache.


    She let out a weary sigh before turning to Aron. “Take her away. If she wants to throw a tantrum, let her do it somewhere else. I don’t want to see it.”


    Noticing Carol’s difort, Rachel quickly stepped forward to steady her.


    “Carol, sit down. Let me massage your temples.”


    Aron frowned in concern. “Mom, are you alright?”


    Carol waved him off impatiently. “Just take your wife away. That’s all I need to feel better.”


    “Understood, Mom.”


    This time, Aron didn’t give Debby a choice. He grabbed her by the arm and led her out.


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