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    By the time Ste stepped out of the restroom, the event was already winding down.


    Most of the guests had already left, and only a handful still recalled the words William had spoken onstage.


    Just as relief settled in Ste’s chest, William came into view, striding straight toward her.


    The breath lodged in her throat when he said, “Come home with me.”


    Reaching out, he seized her wrist and pulled her forward without acknowledging her resistance or the heels she wore as he moved ahead in long, forceful strides.


    Struggling to keep pace, Ste feared she might catch the hem of her dress and fall as she said, “William, take it easy and slow down.”


    He gave no sign that he heard her, and he continued forward with unwavering resolve.


    Desperation drove her to tug against his grip, but her effort led nowhere.


    From a short distance away, Sharon and Josie watched with anxious expressions, their hearts tight with worry, yet they understood that rushing in to confront William would only make things harder for Ste.


    In the end, William was taking her home, and that was a ce they could not follow her into.


    In the blink of an eye, the two figures vanished from the venue.


    Sharon clenched her jaw in frustration and said, “Josie, do you see Stel as a good friend?”


    Caught off guard by the question, Josie blinked and replied, “Of course I do. She is the person I trust more than anyone else.”


    “If that is true, would you be willing to do something for her that could actually make her life better?”


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    With a small eye roll, Josie assumed Sharon was stating something obvious.


    Still, Sharon continued, clearly having reached the point she cared about, and her eyes lit up as she said, “Then we should buy a house right next to the vi Stel is staying in. That way, we can check on her every day and keep herpany.”


    At first, Josie nearly scolded her for sounding absurd, but midway through the thought, she hesitated. On second thought, it did not seempletely impossible.


    So they started throwing around ideas, asking, “How much would William’s vi be valued at now?”


    Without hesitation, Sharon pulled up the property listing and exined, “These properties are listed at around fifty million dors. Each vi sits on at least half an acre, with the homes themselves starting at six thousand square feet.”


    Sharing a look with Josie, Sharon asked seriously, “How much can you contribute?”


    Josie, the Patel family’s daughter who had built her sess in recent years, said, “I guess it would be half.”


    Sharon gave a firm nod. “I will cover the remaining half, and then we can go ahead and buy it.”


    By the following morning, the pair walked straight into the sales office without hesitation.


    Because the project catered to wealthy buyers, a few units were still on the market. Sharon and Josie toured several vis and found each one decent enough. The problem was that neither of them knew which vi William and Ste upied.


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