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    Then, out of nowhere, Katie felt a sharp sting across her face. She staggered, eyes wide. Before she could even react, another p struck the other side of her face. The blows left her reeling, her lips trembling, and her teeth aching from the impact.


    Katie clutched her cheek, eyes wide with shock. “How dare you?” she shouted. “Are you insane?”


    “You better pray Bethel’s okay!” Christina hissed, her voice sharp with fury. “Because if anything happens to her, a few ps will be the least of your worries—I’ll make your life hell.” She turned and mmed her hand against the emergency call button.


    Within moments, a team of nurses and doctors rushed in. Bethel was swiftly lifted onto a stretcher and taken away for urgent care.


    Outside the operating room, Katie sat slumped in a chair, her arms crossed tightly. Her eyes burned with quiet resentment as they stayed fixed on Christina’s back.


    Sensing the intense gaze, Christina slowly turned. Her cold, steady eyes met Katie’s without flinching.


    Caught off guard, Katie quickly buried the hatred in her expression, recing it with barely contained anger. “What are you staring at?” she snapped. “If anything happens to my grandma, it’s on you! None of this would’ve happened if you hadn’t turned her against me and Brendon!”


    Christina’s voice was icy. “Your talent for shifting me never fails to amaze me.” Her piercing re didn’t waver. Katie’s twisted logic had always been the same—whenever things went wrong, it was always someone else’s fault. She never saw her own role in the chaos. If Katie had even half the wisdom and sense of responsibility that Bethel carried, the Dawson family wouldn’t have been drowning in so many problems. But in that entire family, only Bethel had the strength and ability to hold everything together.


    A wave of sorrow washed over Christina. Bethel, at her age, deserved peace, not more heartache. Yet, here she was, still sacrificing for a family that didn’t appreciate her efforts.


    Bethel had even gone so far as to entrust Christina with the Dawson Group, hoping to secure a better future for her ipetent descendants.


    “What happened? Why is Grandma in surgery all of a sudden?” Brendon’s voice rang out sharply as he rushed toward them, his face etched with panic and fury.


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    Before Christina had a chance to utter a single word, Brendon shot her a biting inquiry. “How exactly are you taking care of my grandma? The second you showed up, she ended up like this!”


    His harsh tone shut down Christina’s attempts to exin, and her mouth, which had parted to respond, sealed tightly again. Brendon had already cast his verdict—nothing she said would ever change his opinion.


    “She even coaxed Grandma into handing over our family house right after Grandma got discharged!” Katie jumped in, her tone thick with usation. Brendon’s jaw clenched, his fury visibly intensifying. “Why are you constantly circling that house?”


    “You’re passing judgment without knowing the full story,” Christina responded evenly, her demeanor collected.


    “Is that so? Didn’t my grandma get hurt and end up in surgery? Is it untrue that she tried to give you the estate?” Brendon countered harshly.


    For a moment, Christina was left utterly speechless. Her lips lifted into a subtle, bitter smirk as she locked eyes with him, her gaze soaked in disdain. “Yes, Bethel was rushed into the operating room after being shoved,” she replied coolly, voice firm. “But it wasn’t me who shoved Bethel. Katie was the one who knocked her down. And regarding the property, I never requested it from Bethel.”


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