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    Plus, who knew if Vickie could get pregnant after just that one time?


    With so manyplications, holding onto Brendon was no longer viable.


    Ynda had to secure her assets before the crisis spiraled out of control.


    Vickie held her silence for a prolonged moment before letting out a brief, profoundly coldugh.


    “You really believe you can keep this quiet for the rest of time?”


    Ynda was quick to answer. “We’re all connected to this mess now. If the information leaks, none of us gain anything.”


    “Ynda is correct. We all have to keep this contained,” Brendon agreed firmly.


    Katie suddenly remembered something important. “Miss Cullen, please don’t do anything reckless. We have the recording of what happened. If you try toe after us, the minute something happens to either of us, that proof is going straight online.”


    Katie, sizing Vickie up based on her own ruthlessness, immediately guessed that Vickie would want to wipe them out permanently.


    If she were in this mess, she would have secretly sent people to erase every single person who knew the truth.


    Only the dead were truly silent. With all witnesses gone, she knew she could live without the shadow of exposure or the threat of ckmail hanging over her head.


    Vickie’s face instantly went dark. She hadn’t expected Katie to read her secret intentions with such terrifying uracy.


    Hidden beneath the nket, her fingers curled into a fist so tight her nails bit into her own palm, a pain she barely registered.


    Ynda had already run that same dangerous calction, but she wasn’t dumb enough to voice it—threatening Vickie out loud would just put her on the fast track to the grave.


    She was stunned that the usually foolish Katie had managed a random burst of insight and pinpointed exactly what Vickie was thinking.


    “Miss Cullen, we promise we won’t breathe a word, and we won’t ever use this against you,” Brendon quickly said. “If this leaks, it destroys all of us.”


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    “Enough. All of you, get the hell out,” Vickie snapped, dismissing them with a voice carved from ice.


    Brendon had just finished pulling his clothes on and was reaching for the doorknob when Vickie’s voice sliced through the air again.


    “You guys better keep your damn mouths shut. If you don’t, I swear I’ll burn this whole thing to the ground and take you with me. If I lose my shot at the Scott family, the entire Dawson family is going down with me.”


    When everyone finally left, Vickie lost control. She tore through her room like a storm, shoving things off tables and mming drawers shut, every move shaking with raw fury.


    Her jaw was locked tight, her eyes zing with hatred and humiliation.


    Whoever had dared to cross her would pay dearly—and she would make sure the punishment was twice as cruel.


    She sshed cold water on her face, fixed her hair, and straightened her dress before heading out to check the guest rooms herself.


    She had expected to catch Christina and Robin tangled up in bed—but every room she opened was empty.


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