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    “Who filled your head with such lies? Get out of here now!” one guard snapped, shoving forward in an effort to drive them back.


    But courage, or perhaps recklessness, carried the reporters onward. Instead of backing away, they pressed in tighter, their cameras raised high as they tried to force a path past the guards.


    “If you don’t stop right now, I won’t hold back!” the guard eximed, his voice echoing down the hall and drawing curious guests out of the hotel rooms. The warning fell t. The reporters pressed on, shoving and even throwing blows as if the threat meant nothing.


    Refusing to yield, the guards shed with them, and the hallway erupted into a scuffle. Those at the front cast their cameras aside and lunged straight at the guards, fists flying.


    It quickly became clear to the Harper family’s guards that these people weren’t ordinary reporters. Their movements were sharp, their strength formidable, each strike revealing trained skill.


    Amid the chaos, a few of them forced the door open.


    Keira and Sandra, having heard themotion outside, had already hurried to the door. Seeing the crowd, Sandra was terrified and pulled Keira back.


    Keira stopped her daughter, her voice steady. “Don’t be afraid. I was the one who called these people over. They came to fight for our justice.”


    Barely ten minutester, the hotel’s security forces rushed in, swiftly subduing the reporters and confiscating their equipment. The sudden turn of events left Keira stunned. She grabbed her daughter’s arm and quickly drew her back into the room.


    Darrell soon appeared, his face dark with fury. Fixing his re on the young man who had resisted the hardest, he demanded, “Who sent you here?”


    “No one sent us,” the man shot back, fearless. “We came for justice, to defend the victims and protect their safety. Everyizen with a conscience stands with us!”


    Darrell let out a cold scoff. “Victims? You mean the homewrecker and her illegitimate child? They barge into the Harper family’s home, insult its members, and demand money. Yet you still call them victims?”


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    “I don’t care what you say. What I see is a mother and daughter being locked up here, denied their freedom. That’s illegal!”


    “Yeah, this is against thew!”


    “We’ve already contacted the police. They’ll be here any minute!”


    “That’s right; you’re holding us illegally!” Keira eximed, her voice firmer now. Watching the reporters’ unshaken defiance, she felt her fear melt away, even admiring the courage they disyed despite being caught.


    Pointing directly at Darrell, she continued, “Have some decency—let us go and hand back our phones!”


    Just then, a female reporter caught sight of the bruises on Keira’s and Sandra’s faces. She gasped loudly, her tone theatrical. “Look at them! Their faces are bruised. They’ve clearly been beaten up. What excuse do you have for that?”


    “Exactly! What right do you have to strike them? What crime did the so-called homewreckermit? The fault lies with the man! If Shepard hadn’t chased after her, would she have be a mistress?”


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