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    Just as Lyman prepared to kick Lorraine away, the security team quickly subdued him, rendering him immobile.


    “Let go of me! I need to teach this idiot a lesson!” Lyman shouted, anger boiling within him. Realizing he couldn’t escape the Miller family estate, he resigned himself to his fate, thinking that beating up Lorraine would at least relieve some of his frustration. If it weren’t for her tricking him intoing here, he wouldn’t have been in this predicament!


    Desperately, Lyman attempted to kick Lorraine, but with security holding him back, his kicks only struck air. “If it weren’t for you, moron, fooling me, I wouldn’t have been in this mess!”


    Furious, Lorraine lunged forward and pped him several times.


    The blows were so powerful that Lyman tasted blood in his mouth, momentarily stunned and forgetting his anger. “You dare hit me?” He stared at her in disbelief.


    “Why wouldn’t I? You’re the fraud who deceived me first! You deserve this!” Lorraine retorted, feeling a surge of vindication.


    “Enough.” Kurt’s authoritative voice cut through the tension. “Take him to the police station.”


    “Yes!” the security personnel responded, escorting Lyman away.


    Lorraine turned to Celine, tears streaming down her face as she said, “Celine, I was deceived. I didn’t know he was a fraud. If I had known, I wouldn’t have…” She choked up, unable to finish, her tears falling like pearls from a broken string.


    “I know you were misled as well. None of us me you,” Celine reassured her gently.


    “Take her away and have her bruises treated,” Kurt instructed sternly.


    Celine was about to lead Lorraine to freshen up and apply some ointment when several voices halted her.


    “Wait.” The voices of Kurt, Robin, and Dn sounded in unison, each wearing a cold expression, their eyes fixed sharply on Lorraine.


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    Celine nced at them, confusion etched on her face as she awaited their words.


    “Have Lorraine apologize to Miss Jones first,” Kurt dered, his tone resolute and unwavering.


    Robin and Dn remained silent, clearly in agreement.


    Reluctant but cornered, Lorraine had no choice but to bow her head in submission.


    “Go apologize to Miss Jones, Lorraine,” Celine urged gently, squeezing her hand for support.


    Lorraine gave a stiff nod, her voice still thick with emotion. “Fine.”


    Lorraine trailed Celine toward Christina, her jaw clenched so tightly it might have cracked under the pressure. This moment, she knew, would cast a long shadow of shame over her and her family.


    Steeling herself, Lorraine summoned a strained, apologetic smile and faced Christina. “I’m truly sorry for what happened earlier. I hope you can let it slide.”


    “Okay,” Christina replied, offering a faint smile in return.


    Soon after, Lorraine was whisked away. Kurt then ushered Dn and Christina into the inner hall.


    Meanwhile, Christina’s two protégés were practically vibrating with excitement, their voices buzzing over the phone.


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