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    Mack and Liza hesitated, exchanging a tense look. Were they really about to hand the Jones Group over to Christina? Wouldn’t that be giving her exactly what she wanted?


    Their silence sent Yvonne spiraling into full-blown panic. “Mom, Dad, please! I’m begging you—choose me over thepany. Don’t let Christina cut off my hands! I don’t want to be crippled!” she cried out, shaking.


    Mack stared at Yvonne for a long moment before turning his eyes to Christina. “Christina, we did raise you, after all. Can’t you let Yvonne off this once? We were a family once,” he said, trying to appeal to whatever was left of her heart.


    But Christina didn’t even blink. Her voice was cold. “That debt was paid a long time ago. Guilt-tripping me now? It won’t work. I don’t owe you anything. Sign the transfer agreement—or don’t. Either way, I’m walking out with something today. Your choice: thepany, or Yvonne’s hands.”


    Liza dropped to her knees, sobbing. “You ungrateful brat! We raised you! How can you do this to us?”


    “Enough!” Christina snapped, yanking the de from earlier and mming it down on the table.


    Thud! The de hit the wood with a sickening crack.


    Liza froze, her tears choking off in her throat. She stared at Christina like she was looking at something inhuman. A demon. This woman was evil.


    Yvonne was shaking uncontrobly. “Please don’t cut off my hands! I’ll do anything—be your servant, whatever you want, okay?”


    “Shut up!” Christina growled.


    Yvonne instantly mped her mouth shut, throwing her parents a desperate look. She still hoped they would pick her over thepany—get her away from Christina before things went too far. But deep down, she wasn’t sure they would choose her.


    “Three. Two…” Christina started counting. “One.”


    Her eyes turned ice-cold as she raised the de, aiming it straight at Yvonne’s wrist.


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    “No! Wait!” Liza screamed, her voice raw with fear. “I’ll sign! I’ll sign, okay? Just stop!”


    Yvonne was limp, drenched in cold sweat. Her body barely held itself upright. She had been seconds away from losing her hand. This psycho Christina had really been about to do it.


    This time, Liza didn’t dare dy. Hands trembling, she signed the transfer agreement and pushed it toward Christina. “It’s done. Take it,” she said, eyes bloodshot. “Now let Yvonne go. Please.” Yvonne was all she had. She couldn’t lose her.


    Yvonne, still shaken, felt a strange rush of emotion. Her mom had given up everything—for her.


    “There’s still one more to sign.” Christina turned to Mack. “If you want to save your daughter, you know what to do.”


    Liza saw the hesitation in his eyes and lost it, pounding his shoulder. “What the hell are you waiting for?! Is thepany more important than your daughter?”


    “Enough!” Mack snapped.


    Liza stumbled back, sobbing. “Yvonne is all we’ve got. Don’t be an idiot.”


    “Fine! I’ll sign!” Mack barked, jaw tight. But in his heart, he didn’t mean a word of it. The second he got Yvonne back, he would make sure Christina paid. Big time.


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