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    Sandra leaned toward Keira and whispered, “Please show a little respect.”


    Keira scoffed, her tone sharp. “Respect? Why should I respect someone like him? He isn’t even the heir to his family’s business. That fortune of his will run dry one day. I’ve told you before—don’t rush to get into a rtionship. Take your time, or you’ll regret your choice.”


    From the doorway, Andres caught every word. A sneer curved his lips as he said, his voice mocking, “It doesn’t matter if you dislike me. I don’t care for you, either.”


    Many people bent over backward to curry favor with him. Those who didn’t were usually powerful men like Ernst or Denis, never someone like Keira. How dare she—a woman known only for gambling—look down on him?


    Even if she was the mother of the woman he liked, she had no right to pass judgment on him.


    Keira’s fury red as she shot Andres a re. “How dare you talk to me that way?”


    She whirled toward Sandra in outrage. “See? I warned you he was trouble, but you refused to listen—”


    Sandra saw Andres’s rising temper and feared her mother’s words would ruin her rtionship with him. She quickly interjected, “Please, that’s enough. You were being harsh with him first. You should apologize to him.”


    “Apologize? As your mother, I have every right to criticize him. If he can’t take that, then he shouldn’t be with you. You’re a member of the Harper family. He isn’t good enough for you!” Keira eximed.


    Andres shrugged, tossing the bag in his hand aside. With one brow arched and a dangerous edge in his voice, he said, “You don’t have to like me. I can walk away. But who gave you the right to look down on me? Did you forget? You were nothing but a servant of the Harper family before. What right do you have to be so arrogant?”


    He directed his scorn at Keira alone, sparing Sandra because he still wanted to be with her for a while longer.


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    As for marrying her? He had already dismissed the thought. Sandra, as far as he was concerned, was only an illegitimate daughter, unworthy of marrying him. With that, Andres turned on his heel and walked away.


    Keira shouted after him in fury, “Disrespectful brat! Where are your manners? Yes, I was a servant before, but I raised a member of the Harper family. You’re nothing; get out of here!”


    Sandra’s brows drew tight as she said, “Why would you say such things? How could you insult him like that?”


    Keira turned to her. “And how dare you talk back to me? Everything I’m saying is for your sake. Look at how rude he is to me already. Do you really think he’ll treat you well once you’re married? I won’t allow you to be with him!”


    Sandra felt cornered. Her mother was stubborn. If her mother disapproved, there was no persuading her otherwise. Yet she was no longer a child bound by her mother’s will. “Stop meddling. No one in the Harper family objects to me being with Andres, so why should you? I don’t need your interference.” Their quarrel trailed with them down the stairs, neither willing to back down.


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