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    Jazlyn’s smile faltered for a split second before she regained herposure. “Ste, since fate brought us together, why don’t we grab dinner tonight?”


    Ste rose to her full height and fixed them with a frosty stare. “Do you really think we’re that close?”


    Jazlyn’s fingers curled into a tight fist at her side. “What are you talking about? You were my daughter-inw—of course we’re close.”


    A cold, mockingugh slipped from Ste. “Funny. You and your son sure love pretending strangers are family. Didn’t you used to rant online about your daughter-inw being barren and unworthy, painting her as some kind of loose woman?”


    Jazlyn’s face turned ashen, caught off guard that Ste still remembered. “Ste, I only said those things in a fit of anger! How could you take them so seriously? I actually enjoyed having you in the family,” Jazlyn insisted, her voice quickening with desperation.


    Marc, standing loyally by her side, nodded in agreement. “Stel,e home. We both want you back.”


    Disdain sharpened Ste’s gaze as she looked them over. “Ma’am, if you’re really suffering from not having a daughter-inw, maybe you should see a doctor instead oftching onto strangers in public. That’s pretty much kidnapping—and I can report you for harassment.”


    As Ste turned to go, the stall owner’s face darkened. She had been seconds from closing the deal—but thanks to Jazlyn and Marc barging in, the sale had slipped through her fingers.


    “Hey! Who the hell are you two?” she snapped, her voice sharp with frustration. “If you’re not buying, then move along! Don’t just stand there ruining my business like lunatics!”


    Jazlyn’s face contorted with indignation as she was driven back by the outburst. “How dare that woman speak to us like that? So disrespectful!” she hissed, teeth clenched.


    Marc’s features tightened with shame as he realized every encounter with Ste ended in nothing but disgrace.


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    Jazlyn’s fingers dug into her palms, her voice quivering with resentment. “If she hadn’t made something of herself, I wouldn’t be standing here begging. She’s the ungrateful one!”


    Marc stayed silent, but anxiety sharpened every line of Jazlyn’s face.


    She paced restlessly, her words tumbling out in a panic. “Now that Ste refuses toe back, what are we supposed to do? How can we save Walsh Group? Marc, you have to figure something out. Walsh Group can’t go under!” True fear crept into her voice.


    Desperation had already destroyed her rtionship with Haley, all in her frantic attempts to win Ste back.


    If Ste truly walked away for good, their entirepany might go down with her.


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