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    That day, all Christina had brought with her was a single suitcase and a million dors—chump change to the Jones family. She’d even dered, in that t, unppable tone of hers, that the one million squared her debt for being raised by the Jones family. The Jones family had scoffed. A million dors? Did Christina really believe that was enough to wipe the te clean? Naive didn’t even cover it—she was lost in her own delusions.


    Christina let go of Yvonne’s wrist, her icy stare locking onto Yvonne like a de. “If you’re finished spouting nonsense, get out of my way. I don’t have time for your bullshit.”


    Yvonne darted in front of Christina again, her cheeks flushed with outrage. “Hold it right there! I don’t care where you heard about my father’s illness, but you are not allowed to see him!”


    Yvonne panicked for a reason. Ever since her father’s illness, he hadn’t been himself. One feverish night, he even rambled that Christina had a natural gift for business, sharper than hers. He’d mumbled that if Christina took the reins, maybe the Jones family’s fortunes would finally turn around. What stung even more was that her own mother hadn’t disagreed. She’d quietly admitted that Christina’s instincts were keener, her business sense more refined. If Christina came back and managed to win her parents’ favor, it wouldn’t be long before the Jones family business slipped right through her fingers. There was no way in hell she’d sit back and watch it happen.


    Christina’s eyes narrowed, her voice frigid. “I told you before—my debt to the Jones family is paid in full. I owe you nothing now. You once said that even if I died out there, you wouldn’t bother to im my body, and no matter how badly I messed up, it was none of your concern.”


    With that, Christina advanced on Yvonne, each slow, deliberate step forcing Yvonne to stumble back in panic.


    To Yvonne, Christina’s gaze radiated a chilling menace. She had once lorded her status as the proud daughter of the Jones family. Now, she found herself utterly cowed, shrinking away under Christina’s withering look. The Christina she remembered—the meek girl who bent at every hint of pressure—was gone. The woman before her had hardened into someone she could no longer manipte, someone genuinely formidable.


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    Christina’s tone was as merciless as her expression. “Whether it’s you, Mack, or Liza—anyone in the Jones family falling ill is no longer my concern. Whatever I owed, I’ve already repaid.”


    The Jones family’s rise wasn’t some twist of fate or clever maneuvering. It had been Christina—her silent contributions, her hard-won connections—that paved the way to their current sess. A final gesture of gratitude for the people who had once raised her. But that chapter was closed now. She owed them nothing. Though her name was still legally Jones, she no longer carried it in her heart.


    “Repaid everything? What a joke.” Yvonne let out a coldugh, her voice edged with contempt. “You seriously think a measly million settles the score? Don’t be ridiculous.”


    Christina scoffed. “A one-million-dor transfer is ridiculous? Tell me how much, in your definition, is not ridiculous.”


    Yvonne stood speechless, having meant to call Christina stingy, not expecting the burn tond on herself.


    Christina took a step forward, her tone frosty. “While I still have patience, walk away, or don’t me me if things get ugly.”


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