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    Then it clicked. The truth hit her like a freight train.


    Robin was the only heir to the Miller fortune, the wealthiest family in all of Kitaso—the kind of money that made people envious and other families bow.


    Just then, Robin’s eyes locked onto Edwin across the lobby. Without hesitation, he cut through the crowd like a storm. “Edwina!”


    The entire lobby froze. A tense hush fell, quickly broken by a ripple of stifledughter.


    Edwin’s face darkened instantly. He fumbled with his sses, cursing his luck under his breath.


    Of all the people in the world, this walking disaster had to show up here.


    Robin had already blown up Dn’s phone with texts and calls, hurling insults until Dn finally hit the block button.


    Not satisfied, he’d gone after Dn on every social tform he could find, only to be blocked everywhere.


    Edwin quickened his steps, trying to pretend Robin wasn’t even there. But Robin blocked him in an instant.


    “Why are you avoiding me? I’m not some scary monster,” Robin said, rolling his eyes.


    Edwin exhaled in pure defeat and pushed his sses up again, wishing the ground would swallow him whole.


    Just his luck. Of all people to run into, he had to collide with Robin—the human embodiment of chaos.


    Robin wasn’t just trouble—he was a catastrophe. Every time he appeared, disaster followed.


    Today was no exception. He’d clearlye to make Dn squirm and turn thepany into a circus.


    “Where’s Dn? I need a word with him. Now,” Robin demanded, his jaw tight, barely containing the storm inside.


    Edwin’s eyelid twitched. If Robin got to Dn, a scene was inevitable. Chaos wasn’t just likely—it was guaranteed.


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    Robin might not beat Dn in a fight, but the spectacle alone would tarnish Dn’s reputation and drag thepany through the mud in front of everyone.


    Edwin stayed silent for a moment, his expression tightening with seriousness. “Mr. Scott has returned to the Lorbridge headquarters,” he finally said. “He likely won’t be back anytime soon.”


    “You’re not lying to me, are you?” Robin demanded, his eyes narrowing with suspicion.


    “Why would I lie?” Edwin replied, keeping his voice steady. “There’s nothing in it for me. Mr. Scott really did go back.”


    He delivered the line smoothly, but unease prickled beneath his skin. There was no major business in Lorbridge, and with Christina now in Dorfield, he knew perfectly well Dn had no real reason to be there.


    Robin fell quiet, staring him down for several seconds. “When he gets back here, tell me immediately.”


    He hadn’te all this way to Dorfield for nothing. He’d be damned if he didn’t confront Dn face-to-face.


    “Of course,” Edwin said with a polite, practiced smile.


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