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    Dn gentlyid the juicy, fragrant slice onto her te.


    “Thanks,” Christina said warmly, her lips curling into a soft smile.


    Frustrated, Elliott had no choice but to toss more meat onto the grill. The piece he’d meant for Christina had been swiped right out from under him. That smile should’ve been his—Dn had stolen both the food and the moment.


    Dn watched her savor the bite with a quiet, lingering gaze, a subtle smile tugging at the corners of his lips. Even sitting still, she looked effortlessly captivating, a presence that drew every eye without trying.<fn39ab> Read full story at Find~Novel</fn39ab>


    Sensing she was about to nce his way, Dn quickly turned his gaze aside—only to meet Elliott’s.


    Their eyes locked again, and the tension between them hung heavy in the air, their icy gazes fixed in a silent standoff.


    Dn’s expression remained cool and aloof, but a flicker of challenge danced across his face as his lips curved into a meaningful smirk.


    That hint of mockery made Elliott’s jaw clench tighter.


    They stared each other down, their calm exteriors barely masking the storm of rivalry underneath.


    As the meat continued to hiss and crackle on the grill, the air around them thickened with heat—and not just from the mes.


    The next morning, Christina had barely cracked open her eyes when her phone began to ring. “Davina? What’s going on?” she asked, her voice still rough with sleep.


    “Still in bed, huh?”


    “The Reed Group just went under. Completely bankrupt.”


    That snapped Christina awake. Her brows drew together. “So soon?” She hadn’t even released the damning evidence yet. She’d intended to drag it out, make them squirm a bit longer. How had it unraveled this fast?


    “Yeah,” Davina replied. “And they’ve vanished. Rumor is they ran overseas.”


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    “Vanished?” Christina bolted upright, fully alert now.


    “Yup. You think we scared them off? Maybe gave them the perfect window to disappear?”


    “No,” Christina said firmly. “The key evidence is still in my hands. They wouldn’t just bail like that. And fleeing the country takes time—they couldn’t have moved that quickly.”


    “So where are they? You want me to dig deeper?”


    “Yes. Get someone on it and keep me posted.”


    “Got it,” Davina said a few more things and then hung up to get to work.


    Christina sat on the edge of her bed, phone in hand, staring out the tall window in silence. A theory was already forming in her mind. If the Reed and Delgado families had really gone off the radar, there was a good chance Terrence was behind it. Knowing the kind of man he was, it was entirely possible he’d sold them out.


    Christina had no desire to let those two families off the hook easily—this was the karmic price for all the lives they’d ruined. But what made her furious was Terrence’s interference, disrupting her n. She had told him—clearly—not to interfere. But he did it anyway.


    By the time Christina finished her breakfast, Davina had already sent the investigation results over. She’d found traces that the Reed and Delgado families had been kidnapped by a group, but nothing solid on who was responsible. If Terrence really was involved, then he was far more than some underground boxing ring boss.


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