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    Brendon felt his assumption about Christina had been right all along. She was nothing but a shallow woman, desperately trying totch onto a rich man to climb the socialdder.


    Robin didn’t bother to soften his reply. “Who said anything about me threatening only her? I could toss you out as well if I wanted to.” His confidence never wavered, a yful smirk dancing on his lips as he toyed with the idea.<fnaa56> Chapters first released on </fnaa56>


    Brendon’s hands trembled with rage, but he didn’t dare say another word. He knew Robin wasn’t bluffing. If Robin gave the word, they’d be kicked out on the spot. They’d worked hard just to attend Margot’s birthday banquet—and they hadn’t even made any connections yet. Leaving empty-handed now? Not an option.


    “Let’s go,” Brendon turned to Katie and muttered through clenched teeth. But Katie wasn’t ready to back down. She opened her mouth to argue, but Brendon shut her up with a sharp re.


    Ynda, also worried they’d be thrown out, quickly grabbed Katie’s hand and gave a subtle shake of her head, signaling Katie to stay quiet.


    Katie had a quick temper—she could easily blow things up without thinking. And that impulsiveness made it easy for Ynda to manipte her like a puppet.


    “Hold it right there,” Robinmanded coldly as he and Christina caught up with them.


    Brendon’s face tightened. He turned around and snapped, “What now?”


    “Apologize to Miss Jones,” Robin said tly.


    Katie’s temper red. “What the—” But before she could finish, Ynda covered her mouth and held her still.


    Brendon’s face was stormy. His furious gaze shifted to Christina. She stood there with a faint smile, as if she were enjoying the show. Her demeanor made his blood boil.


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    “Christina, you really want us to apologize?” Brendon asked, resorting to old times’ favor. He was banking on the idea that Christina still cared—that she wouldn’t want to see him humiliated in public. He thought she’d at least show him some courtesy.


    Yet, Christina simply chuckled. “You ndered me. Of course, you should apologize. Otherwise, someone might actually believe the garbage you said.”


    Brendon lowered his voice, trying to y the emotional card. “You used to be part of the Dawson family. If we lose face, your reputation takes a hit too.”


    Christinaughed, her tone light and unbothered. “You said it yourself—used to. I’ve got nothing to do with the Dawsons anymore.” Then, she deliberately stepped a little closer to Robin. “If you don’t apologize right now, I’ll ask Robin to throw you out.”


    Robin caught her intentional closeness, and the corners of his lips tugged upward in satisfaction. He tried to hold back a smile, but it was damn near impossible.


    Like trying to fly to the moon. Christina rarely let people get this close. Therefore, if she was leaning in now, it meant he held some ce in her heart.


    Brendon saw it too—and the sight damn near drove him crazy. The two of them standing side by side looked perfect. Jealousy surged through him like a wave crashing against rocks. He clenched his jaw so hard that it was a miracle his teeth didn’t crack. He hated Robin’s guts all the more.


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