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    It was Conrad. His eyes roamed over them with undisguised lust.


    In his head, he was already scheming how to charm them intoing home with him, like they were toys he could collect. Christina caught his leer and frowned, her expression tightening in disgust.


    His cologne assaulted her senses—overpowering, cheap, and nauseating.


    Yet the smug look on his face suggested he truly believed he was irresistible.


    “Christina, do you smell that?” Davina cut in,pletely ignoring Conrad as she covered her nose. “Something reeks.”


    Conrad’s grin vanished, reced by a bitter scowl.


    Did she say he reeked?


    “Excuse me, sir. You stink. Kindly back off,” Christina stated bluntly, without a hint of politeness.


    That was the final straw. Pride wounded, Conrad snapped. In a burst of rage, he raised his hand as if to strike. “You bitch! You’re asking for it—”


    But before he could finish, Christina’s foot shot out and sent him flying across the lobby.


    He’d meant to p them; instead, he was the oneid out on the floor.


    He couldn’t understand how a woman could kick that hard. Was she trained?


    “Conrad!” Katy rushed in just as her brother hit the ground, her face a mask of concern as she helped him up.


    “Are you okay? Where does it hurt?” Katy asked, her voice full of worry.


    “My stomach was kicked. It hurts,” Conrad said, clutching his abdomen as a faint grimace crossed his face.


    Katy’s gaze snapped toward Christina and Davina, eyes burning with a malice sharp enough to y.


    “How dare you hit my brother! Do you even know who we are?” Katy snarled, drawing herself up in a show of intimidation.


    Christina and Davina exchanged a look and thenughed.


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    Of course, they knew who the Murray siblings were. They had already dug into the Murray family and knew their history inside out.


    They just hadn’t expected to run into the Murray siblings at Morfort Restaurant.


    Had the Murrays behaved, Davina might have let them go. But now? Now she decided the whole Murray family needed to be taught a lesson.


    Whether it meant torturous suffering or something close to hell, the Murrays would have to face it together.


    “I don’t care who you are. You picked the wrong people to mess with,” Davina sneered, her voice low and dripping with contempt.


    Katy had not expected them to be so brazen. They showed no fear at all, which unsettled her.


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