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    “Once this n works, we’ll be the richest family in Kitaso. We’ll never bow to those arrogant Millers again. Not even a little.”


    The Reynolds family seethed with bitterness, outraged by the Millers’ perceived heartlessness. Was this really how they paid back a life-saving favor?


    If their daughter hadn’t saved Celine’s life, the woman would have died long ago. Asking for half the Miller fortune didn’t sound unreasonable to them. It sounded fair.


    Their daughter had saved Celine, yet the Reynolds still had to bow and scrape, living like servants in the Millers’ shadow, pretending to be family.


    The Reynolds couple was still floating in their wicked little daydreams, never for a second imagining that their genius scheme couldpletely fall to pieces.


    They were just waiting for the two-part news: first, the driver injured their daughter; second, he and Christina died together.


    The driver was set to leave a final, convenient suicide note that took all the me, meaning even if the cops suspected murder, it would never lead back to them.


    A loud, sudden pounding came from the door.


    The noise was so sharp it yanked the Reynolds pair right out of their viin fantasies.


    They instantly swapped startled, confused nces. Who the hell was knocking?


    They internally wondered who could possibly be outside, demanding attention at this unholy hour.


    Andrina leaned in and whispered, “Do you think… it worked already?”


    Jerald’s face split into a wide, smug grin. “It has to be! Come on, let’s go see the fallout.”


    Intense excitement gleamed dangerously in their eyes, but as they walked toward the door, they quickly smeared on a look of innocence.


    They both assumed the weary, confused expressions of people rudely awakened.


    When Jerald yanked the door open, he found Robin standing right there.


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    “Mr. Miller! What a surprise! What brings you to us?” Jerald asked, forcing a smile that was way too eager.


    “I need both of you toe down to the main living room,” Robin said, his tone utterly t. “We have something very important to talk about.”


    Andrina asked, trying to sound cautious and worried, “What is it? It’s practically the middle of the night… I hope it’s not bad news.”


    “It’s serious,” Robin simply confirmed, already turning his back to lead them away.


    The couple swapped seriously uneasy nces, totally unable to read what Robin was hiding behind that stone-cold, calm face.


    They followed him down the hallway in a nervous silence.


    Jerald and Andrina had entered the living room glowing with smug pride, convinced their scheme had gone off without a hitch.


    But the moment they walked into the living room and saw the Millers and Lorraine—Lorraine was tied to a chair, trembling violently—the blood drained from the Reynolds couple’s faces.


    “What the hell? What’s happening here?”


    “Lorraine! My baby—why is she tied up like this?”


    Panic hit them like a storm. They stumbled forward, wing at the ropes in a frenzy to free Lorraine.


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