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    Khalid nodded in agreement without hesitation and said, “Sure, let’s go.”


    Katelyn shot Ashlyn a quick nce. Noticing the joy radiating from Ashlyn, she decided not to say another word.


    Together, they began making their way outside. Fiona, watching them from the sidelines, felt a surge of jealousy boil within her. Damn it! Katelyn had intentionally given the spot to Ashlyn, hadn’t she? But why? What was she trying to achieve with that move?


    A sudden idea sparked in Fiona’s mind, and her eyes narrowed with determination. Pulling out her phone, she swiftly typed a message: “Katelyn and Khalid seem pretty close. I just hope you won’t lose her as well after you call off your engagement with Princess Ryanna.”


    Meanwhile, Vincent sat in a shabby billiard hall on the outskirts of the city. Surrounded by rough men engaged in intense games, a few women lingered nearby, drawn into theirpany. The men casually leaned closer to the women beside them, their hands roaming with disregard.


    Brendan Adams, his face twisted with mischief and his eyes burning with intensity, teased the woman in front of him, his gestures far from innocent.


    Rather than reacting with anger, the woman leaned in, her bodynguage enticing and bold.


    Brendan, turning his gaze to Vincent, grinned with a touch of scorn. “You really gave up everything for a woman, huh? The Adams family’s wealth is gone for a fleeting fling. Was it worth it? After all, women are just for fun, right?”


    As he spoke, his hand slipped further into her personal space, his actions full of arrogance. Every word he uttered and every move he made exuded both flirtation and tant disrespect for the woman.


    The woman visibly shuddered, caught in the ufortable tension. Vincent’s gaze hardened as he locked eyes with Brendan. His voice was low but sharp. “If this is all you came for, then leave.”


    Brendan was no stranger to Vincent—Brendan was, after all, his cousin. Once the engagement cancetion became official, it would deal the most significant blow to Brendan. After all, Brendan had been the mastermind behind most of their arms deals with Yata. Hence, Brendan would be Vincent’s biggest enemy.


    Brendan’s eyes flickered briefly over the woman, whose body trembled beneath his touch. Disgust twisted his features as he shoved her away. The woman copsed to the floor, her cry of pain echoing through the room. “Ouch…”


    Brendan grabbed a wet wipe from the table, carefully cleaning his fingers before kicking the woman with force. He scowled and coldly said, “You bitch, did I let you have any fun?”


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    He tossed the soiled wipe at her, his gaze dripping with revulsion, as if she were little more than garbage.


    Amand followed, cold and merciless, as he said, “Get out.” The woman, her resentment held back by fear, had no choice but to pick up the wipe Brendan had thrown at her and leave in silence. Only then did Brendan’s gaze settle on Vincent, a sneer curling his lips as he said, “If you’re set on breaking off the engagement, don’t say I didn’t warn you about the consequences of ignoring family loyalty.” To Brendan, Vincent was nothing more than a fool, incapable of recognizing which interests truly mattered.


    Rising to his feet, Vincent met Brendan’s re with a chill in his eyes. “Do you really think you have any say in my decisions?”


    His standing within the Adams family had shifted, and Brendan’s influence no longer held the same weight. Had the dealings with Yata not been a factor, he would have long dealt with Brendan.


    Without warning, Brendan’s expression turned fierce, and his hand mmed against the table. “You’re pushing your luck!” His eyes burned with fury as he locked eyes with Vincent. “Fine. If you’re so determined, we’ll see how this ys out.”


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