Eden was a social butterfly with a knack for managing multiple social circles. In no time, word got around that out of sheer jealousy, and everyone knew that ra had pushed her own sister down the stairs, resulting in a miscarriage.


    The Bradford and Ferguson families, who were deep into wedding preparations, suddenly found themselves the subject of scandalous whispers andughter. Talk about a wedding crasher! No wonder they were fuming.


    "Damn it!" Walter shouted,unching the cup from his hand straight at Michael''s forehead.


    Lately, the drama between Michael and Sonya had been on everyone''s lips, and Ada wasn''t exactly keeping quiet about it. She was constantly crying to the Fergusons and giving Walter endless headaches. He''d been avoiding everyone for a week, and now with the loss of Simon''s first child, things were worse.


    Walter''s anger was palpable, his face a stormy shade of gray. "ra''s nothing but trouble. Sort her out."


    ra had been the reason Dn ended up in a wheelchair, and now she''d caused the death of Walter''s great-grandchild. Walter wasn''t going to let it slide. No one in the entire Capital would elude Walter''s reach once he set his mind to it.


    However, when his men came back, they reported that ra had holed up in Dn''s estate at Palm Beach.


    Walter treasured his youngest son, Dn, who had been a prodigy since childhood. He had never slipped up. Even after spending two years abroad for his recovery, he''d made a ssh on Wall Street. It was as if the family had divine favor. Dn''s a gem. He couldn''t be tarnished by that trash ra.


    But Walter had his pride. As the family patriarch, it wasn''t his style to personally deal with the younger generation. So, he checked with the Bradfords and decided to follow their advice. He agreed to lock the jinx away in an asylum. In the meantime, he sent Eden to deal with Dn.


    Eden, with her lively spirit, had a


    good rapport with Dn. She was she heard ra had


    livid when


    brazenly taken refuge in Palm Beach Everyone knew Dn''s ident two years ago washer fault.


    Back then, ra had just graduated, and for some mysterious reason, Dn had shown up at her ceremony. She hitched a ride with Dn and they got into an ident, leaving ra unscathed while Dn ended up in a wheelchair. How could she be so shameless?


    Fuming, Eden made her way to Palm Beach. It was early; Dn was already off


    to work, and ra was sticking to the shadows.


    When the doorbell went, ra answered, only to be met by an angry Eden ready to strike.


    ra caught the girl''s hand. "Who are you?"


    "ra! Get out of Palm Beach! Who let you in here? Get lost!"


    ra thought Eden had a thing for Dn, so she released her grip on Eden''s hand, furrowing her brow as she tried to y it cool. "I''m here to help Mr. Dn recover."


    Eden was floored. She had never met anyone so brazen. Shaking with anger, she lunged at ra, who was caught off guard and went down.


    Eden grabbed a vase, aiming it right at ra''s face. ra hadn''t expected such ferocity and tried to block, but the vase shattered, cutting her hand with sharp shards.


    Panting heavily, Eden red with


    fiery eyes. "I won''t let you near Dn again. You owe it to Quinn''s unborn baby ra, I can kill you, and the Fergusons will back me up."