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    “Who fed you that idea?” Christina froze, staring at him in stunned disbelief.


    “Why else would you be wearing the Scott family’s heirloom bracelet? That piece is handed down only to the matriarchs of the Scotts,” Robin pressed, his voice hushed.


    Christina looked down at the jade bracelet in shock, suddenly realizing it had be a burden she could scarcely hold onto. She had assumed it was simply an antique from the Scott collection, never once imagining it to be their most treasured heirloom. This bracelet was meant for the Scott family’s future matriarch—how could Margot have ced it on her wrist so easily? She wasn’t even close to being the family’s future mistress!


    Her mind raced back to the yful game at the birthday banquet the previous night. Could her sessful invitation to Dn for that dance have led Margot topletely misinterpret their rtionship?


    Christina pped her forehead in exasperation, realizing just how colossal a blunder this was. She had no interest in dating at all, let alone marriage. The wounds from her failed marriage were still raw and deep—why would she ever willingly step back into another emotional minefield?


    On top of that, to Dn, she was nothing more than an acquaintance in passing. Even the physical encounters they had shared were mere idents, never intentional.


    “Hey, why aren’t you saying anything?” Robin blurted, agitation simmering inside him, though he couldn’t pinpoint what exactly was troubling him. A restless urgency wed at him, desperate to know what was running through her mind as she held her silence.


    “There must be some misunderstanding. Dn and I are not in the kind of rtionship Margot imagines, and I truly had no idea this bracelet carried such weight…” Christina said firmly.


    She stood abruptly, adding, “I’ll go find Dn and have him return the bracelet to Margot.”


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    Without another word, she turned and hurried away, leaving no chance for further questions.


    In a blink, she vanished from the sunroom, cutting Robin off mid-thought. Watching her rush to return the Scott family’s heirloom, Robin felt his earlier irritation dissolve. In its ce rose an unexpected flicker of relief, even delight. So, she had no affection for Dn and no intention of marrying into the Scott family.


    Christina stood outside the study, her knuckles brushing lightly against the wood as she knocked on the door. After hearing from the maid that Dn was inside, she hade straight here.


    “Come in.” The chill in Dn’s voice cut through the air, and only then did Christina push the door open and step inside.


    The moment she entered, that same cold, detached tone reached her ears.


    “Ralphy, this had better be important.”


    Dn was absorbed in his work, not sparing a single nce upward.


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