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    The video had already gone viral, racking up thousands of shares andments, most of them nasty.


    Another headline was trending as well: Andres, rumored to be dating a college student, kept getting spotted sneaking around with Loretta at fancy hotels.


    A sense of satisfaction bubbled up in Sandra. Finally, the people who had crossed her were paying the price. Honestly, they deserved every bit of it


    On a tranquil Sunday morning, Sandra savored a slow start, lingering in bed until nearly noon.


    She nced at her phone and found a message from Jordy, inviting her for an afternoon of tennis and a chat about investments.


    Sandra held Jordy’s financial acumen in high regard and valued his open-handed approach to sharing his expertise.


    While Ethan’s financial savvy surpassed even Jordy’s, his aloof and frosty demeanor made him far less approachable. Jordy’s warmth, however, made him a delight to connect with. Sandra promptly replied to Jordy, eagerly agreeing to meet him for their ns.


    By dinnertime, Sandra had yet to return home.


    Everyone in the Harper family, save for Sandra and Dalton, hade back.


    Giselle’s face was stormy, her irritation in as day.


    Brenna, ever attentive, linked arms with her. “Mom, didn’t you spend the day with friends? What’s got you so upset? Spill the beans, and I’ll deal with whoever is to me.”


    Julia stepped in to help unload Giselle’s car, its trunk brimming with treasures from her shopping spree—elegant shoes, chic handbags, and luxurious cosmetics.


    Despite the shopping spree, Giselle’s frustration lingered. She vented to Brenna.


    “I was supposed to enjoy a serene spa day with Danika and Naya. Everything was perfect until we crossed paths with your aunt. She really got on my nerves by asking when we were going to throw a wee party for Sandra. She even used me of not holding a ceremony to introduce Sandra to our friends and family, like we don’t like her or something.”


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    In truth, the notion of hosting a wee party for Sandra had never crossed Giselle’s mind. Sandra had been a part of their lives for some time, and the idea had never surfaced among the family. Yet, Elva Bentley, Giselle’s sister-inw, couldn’t resist stirring the pot by bringing it up.


    “It’s not her ce to meddle. She is just itching to stir up drama in our family. Mom, don’t let her rattle you,” Brenna said softly, trying tofort Giselle.


    Giselle wrestled to quell her simmering frustration, her anger slow to fade. “Had she pulled me aside to mention it, I wouldn’t be so incensed. I might’ve just given her a sharp retort and left it at that. But no, she aired her thoughts in front of Danika, Naya, Elsa, Jayceon’s stepmother Everlee, and his sister, for all to hear. Especially Everlee and Elsa—they pressed me on when we would host this wee party for Sandra. I was so livid that I blurted out we’d throw avish celebration at Christmas. It’s utterly exasperating! I swear they’re all fishing for a reaction, especially Elsa—she would love nothing more than to see our family unravel. And Everlee even dared to say she wouldn’t miss the party for the world.”


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