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    Mack wasted no time. “Right, let’s move her,” he said, nodding furiously.


    But just as they started toward Christina, Moss buckled and copsed without warning.


    A chorus of shocked voices filled the room. “Mr. Glyn!”


    At first, everyone assumed Moss had simply had too much to drink, so they hurried to his side. Only when his body refused to respond did it dawn on them that something was seriously wrong.


    Soon, a heavy dizziness swept over them. Their limbs felt strangely weightless, and their thoughts began to slip away.


    “We…” Yvonne struggled to stay alert, but the wave of exhaustion was too much to fight. A familiar dread crept in. This was exactly how she had felt that night at the hotel. But by the time the realization truly sank in, there was nothing she could do. As she fell, her parents followed suit.


    Across the room, Christina, who had seemed to lose consciousness first, suddenly opened her eyes. A victorious smirk curved her lips as she rose from the floor with deliberate ease.


    Christina nced over the four people who had fallen, a sneer curling her lips. “You thought you could outsmart me but ended up worse off.”


    At this moment, the Jones Vi was unusually quiet. Earlier, Mack and the others had sent all the household staff away, instructing them not to return without explicit orders. That decision had inadvertently made things easier for Christina.


    Yvonne and Liza, along with Moss, had been transferred and locked in a room by Christina, while Macky alone and unconscious in the dining room.


    Before leaving, Christina walked back into the dining room for a final look at Mack. She smirked and gave his face a few dismissive pats. “You old fool,” she muttered. “Just wait till tomorrow—when you realize your wife and daughter have slept with another man. I didn’t want it toe to this, but you pushed me. So don’t me me for doing what had to be done.”


    Without another nce, she turned and walked out.


    This wasn’t cruelty for its own sake—it was payback. They had tried to bring her down. Now they’d know what it felt like.


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    Outside the Jones family’s estate, Christina pulled her coat tighter and called Dn. The wind bit at her skin, making her shiver slightly. She thought she’d be immune to the cruelty of the Jones family, but clearly, some part of it still got to her.


    As the call connected, Dn’s voice came through clearly. “Had dinner already?” His voice was smooth, calming in a way that made her shoulders ease a little.


    Maybe it was the wine, but Christina’s voice had a slightly yful edge. “Dn, I’m feeling a bit cold.”


    It was the first time she’d ever used this tone talking to him, and it caught him off guard. Just hearing it made his heart skip slightly, but his concern came first. He was more worried about her health, asking with a small frown, “What’s wrong? Have you left the Jones residence yet? Did they bully you?”


    She had mentioned the dinner at the Jones family’s estate. He’d offered to go with her, but she’d said no, promising instead to call afterward so he could send someone to get her.


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