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    Trinity’s smile faltered the moment Elliana’s words sank in.


    Before Trinity could recover, Lance jumped to her defense. “So, Elliana, you think one Venacure pill makes you queen of the world? That attitude just screams jealousy. Trinity’s clearly out of your league, and you can’t stand it.”


    “Out of her league how, exactly?” Jeff’s voice cut clean through the tension. “Wasn’t it just yesterday morning that Barbara was still breathing, and Trinity called her dead? Everyone saw it. If Elliana hadn’t stepped in, that coffin prepared by the Hendersons would have still beenid in the Evans family hall.”


    That hit Trinity squarely in the pride. Her cheeks reddened under the weight of the memory. Misdiagnosing someone alive as dead wasn’t a mistake that faded with time. It lingered.


    Lance was momentarily silenced. Then, stubborn as ever, he said, “All the professional doctors dered Barbara dead. Trinity wasn’t wrong!”


    Jeff scoffed, folding his arms. “All that proves is Elliana’s ten steps ahead of Trinity—and those ‘professionals’ you’re defending.” No response came from Lance. His silence said everything.


    But Jeff wasn’t ready to let it slide. “You really think someone like Elliana has to envy Trinity? She’s in a league of her own.”


    Trinity burned on the inside but kept her outer shell polished. Her voice was honeyed, smooth as ever. “You’re right, Jeff. Elliana is brilliant. I should be learning from her.” As always, she yed her part perfectly—humble, gracious, and untouchable.


    Trinity had mastered the art of wearing masks. Her words painted her as thoughtful and kind, but Jeff wasn’t fooled for a second. He didn’t bother acknowledging her. Instead, he turned to Lance and muttered, “Idiot.”


    “You!” Lance nearly exploded, his chest rising with restrained fury. Still, he bit his tongue. In this house, Cole was the only one able to rein Jeff in.


    Trying to brush off her irritation, Trinity turned her focus back to Elliana. “You said I should be cautious—that I might be getting used. Care to exin?”


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    With a calm expression, Elliana gave a casual shrug. “Just a little advice. Word is, Milena doesn’t affiliate with institutions. She keeps a low profile and works alone. Her sudden connection to a university feels off.”


    A faint smirk tugged at Trinity’s lips. “That sounds like idle gossip. Have you even met Milena yourself?”


    There was a bite beneath the sweetness, but Elliana didn’t flinch. She offered a quiet smile in return, saying nothing.


    Trinity leaned in, emboldened. “Professor Sampson—my mentor—is one of the most respected figures in Ublento’s medical world. He owns hospitals and pharmaceuticalpanies… His reach is far beyond anything the Jones Group has ever managed. Why would he be wrong about this?”


    Trinity’s meaning couldn’t have been clearer—Elliana was jealous. She believed Murray’s sess had outshone the Jones name, and Elliana just couldn’t handle it.


    “I get it—every medical family in Ublento dreams of working with Milena. You’re the Jones heiress, so wanting the same makes sense.” Trinity’s voice was soft, but her words carried the weight of her usation.


    Not wanting to be left out, Lance added with a smirk, “Jealousy really scrambles people’s brains, huh?”


    Elliana hadn’t spoken out of spite. She’d issued that warning because someone was clearly tossing her name around for their own gains. Deep down, she also suspected someone was impersonating her, and this whole setup might be bait from an enemy in the shadows. There was a good chance that a more dangerous organization was trying to draw her into a trap. But since Trinity didn’t want to heed the warning, she resolved to let the pieces fall on their own.


    With that thought, Elliana smiled at Trinity. “Well, good luck.” Without waiting for a response, she turned and made her way up the stairs.


    Jeff, never one to miss an opportunity, stuck out his tongue at Trinity and Lance like a mischievous child before bolting after Elliana. By the time Elliana reached her bedroom door, Jeff was already behind her.


    “Elliana!”


    Elliana nced back, her expression unreadable.


    With hesitant steps, Jeff approached. His usual energy dimmed a bit. “Where’ve you been all day?”


    Elliana let out a shortugh. “Did I miss the part where I started reporting to you?”


    “N-No, I mean… I was just worried,” he mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck.


    Lifting his phone awkwardly, he asked, “Hey, um… Can I add you on WhatsApp?”


    Afraid she might refuse, he quickly shed her a ttering smile. Elliana didn’t say no. She reached into her pocket, pulled out her phone, and added him without a word.


    That small act alone made Jeff light up like a kid in a candy store. “Yes! Now I can message you whenever I want!”


    Whatever excitement he felt quickly fizzled when Elliana said coolly, “Only if it’s important. I’m usually swamped.”


    Jeff’s smile slipped for half a second before he forced it back into ce, as though nothing had happened.


    “Do you need anything else?” she asked.


    He shook his head. “Nope, that’s it.”


    With that, Elliana stepped into her room and closed the door behind her.


    Jeff lingered outside for a moment, feeling just a little deted. Still, the thought of having her contact brought a smile back to his face. Tucking his phone into his pocket, he headed off to his own room.


    Meanwhile, Elliana had already moved on from the encounter. Later that night, she opened herptop in the quiet of her room and hacked into the Evans Group’s internalwork, silently and undetected.


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