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    But she forced it all down, refusing to let any of it show.


    In reality, she had no idea if she would seed. The only card she had to y was her knowledge of Natalia.


    Wilson’s love for his daughter ran deep. That was her only leverage.


    Atst, Wilson turned to face her again. “You speak as if you know my daughter very well.”


    “Honestly, when ites to her routines and likes, I could never match your knowledge. You’ve raised her, shaped her world, and made sure everything around her is just right. But when ites to love… that’s where I can rte to her in a way you may not. Because I’ve been where she is. I once loved the same man.”


    Rachel gave everything, believing it was worth it. “When I see her now, it feels like looking at a reflection of my past self. And that makes me understand her pain even more deeply.”


    Rachel was careful not to push too hard. She simplyid out her reasoning, allowing Wilson toe to his own decision.


    As expected, Wilson considered her words for a moment and nodded. “You have a sharp mind. And you were right about one thing.”


    Before he could continue, Rachel spoke up. “I know. Natalia nearly lost her life, and someone has to answer for that. If punishment must be given, let it be me. I’ll take full responsibility.”


    Wilson gave a slow nod. “You’re bold. But I don’t believe in mercy. Are you truly ready for that?”


    Rachel met his gaze without wavering. “I am.”


    Wilson studied her briefly before picking up his phone. “Casper, step inside.”


    Almost immediately, a man entered, bowing respectfully. “Sir, what are your orders?”


    Wilson tapped his phone screen, issuing amand. “The door is unlocked. Get Brian some clean clothes, let him freshen up, and take him home yourself.”


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    This decision spoke volumes.


    Having his right-hand man personally escort Brian home was both a disy of courtesy and a silent warning.


    It was Wilson’s way of making it clear—his daughter was not to be taken lightly. At the same time, it prevented an all-out rift between the two families.


    Wilson’s approach was both calcted and decisive.


    As Casper turned to leave, Rachel took a breath and spoke. “Mr. Carpenter, may I see him?”


    Given her bond with Natalia, he had no reason to refuse.


    He gestured dismissively before ncing at Casper. “Let her see him.”


    Rachel dipped her head. “Thank you.”


    Rachel followed Casper downstairs, only stopping when he turned to her. “Wait here. I’ll bring Mr. White.”


    “Alright.”


    Nearly ten minutes passed before Brian appeared.


    She didn’t move closer. Instead, she remained upstairs, observing from afar.


    His face was drawn with exhaustion, but he wasn’t hurt. That was enough for her. She gave a slight nod of relief.


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