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    Yvonne opened her mouth to defend herself, but Lorraine shot her a sharp, warning nce.


    Yvonne hesitated, reminded of the vast gap in their social standing. She had nothing and no one, while Lorraine had Celine’s backing—a powerful shield. She bit down hard, forcing herself to stay silent. As much as she despised Lorraine, she knew she couldn’t afford to make her an enemy—not yet. If she wanted to rise in status, she’d have to keep using Lorraine as her stepping stone.


    After a moment’s bitter silence, Yvonne lowered her head, silently epting the me. Stripped of dignity and shamed beyond measure, she was dragged out of the Miller estate.


    As soon as Yvonne was gone, Lorraine hurried over to Robin. “Robin, are you alright?” she asked softly, concern in her voice as she looked him over.


    “I’m so sorry,” Lorraine continued, her tone carrying a hint of false remorse. “I didn’t know she would do something like that. It’s my fault. If you want to punish me, I’ll ept it.”


    “And what if I told you never to set foot in the Miller estate again?” Robin asked coolly, a faint, mocking smirk curling on his lips. “Would you ept that too?”


    Lorraine froze. Her smile vanished, reced by a flicker of hurt as her eyes brimmed with unshed tears. “Robin, do you really despise me that much?” she asked softly, voice cracking with disbelief.


    “d you figured it out,” he replied without hesitation. “Saves me the trouble of saying it outright.”


    His brutal honesty hit like a p. Lorraine’s eyes flicked around the room. The guests weren’t even trying to hide their amusement. Some exchanged nces, others smirked. Her face burned. In a single moment, all the pride she carried shattered.


    “Just tell me what I did wrong,” Lorraine said, her voice trembling. “Whatever it is, I’ll fix it. I’ll do anything if it means you’ll stop looking at me like this.” Lorraine reached for his arm, desperate, but Robin stepped aside, avoiding her touch without hesitation. “No matter what you do,” he said coldly, “you’ll still be the same—annoying and unbearable.”


    Robin’s words were sharp and unyielding, cutting through Lorraine like ice. Tears streamed down her cheeks, her heart aching with humiliation. She had lowered herself time and again just to earn a sliver of warmth from Robin, but all he ever gave her was indifference or, worse, disgust. What had she done to deserve such treatment? Moreover, Robin’s attitude toward her was starkly differentpared to how he treated Christina. Just what did he see in that woman? Lorraine’s gaze drifted toward Christina and then stopped at the handsome man standing beside her—someone who had been whispered about earlier as Dn Scott.


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    Lorraine’s eyes narrowed slightly. Could Dn also be interested in Christina? But that made no sense. Christina was adopted by the Jones family and long regarded as an unwanted daughter. Being a divorced woman with nothing to offer, how could she possibly catch the attention of Dn and Robin? Both men came from prestigious, well-established families—people of status, wealth, and influence. Why would they want a woman like that?


    Spotting Celine nearby, Lorraine hurried over, tears still streaming. “Celine…” she choked out, her voice filled with sorrow, ying the part of a heartbroken victim.


    Celine raised a brow slightly, her tone gentle but curious. “What’s wrong, Lorraine? Who bullied you?”


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