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    “Oh?” I was puzzled and waited for Amon to borate.


    Amon continued patiently. “Frank has lost all credibility with the king. He has offended the three princes. His life from now on will likely be more painful than death itself.”


    Amon’s words helped temper my anger a bit.


    I nodded and epted this grim reality.


    After parting ways with Amon, I decided to visit Jessica’s parents personally.


    Something about Jessica’s earlier words made me suspect that my mother’s death might not have been an ident. But before I could leave for the Dunn family home, Jessica’s parents arrived at my doorstep.


    I had intended to return to my residence first and then go to the Dunn family’s house, but as I neared the small vi, I heard amotion from a distance.


    “I must see Makenna today! She is my daughter. How dare you, a mere maid, stop me?”


    “Why are you saying Makenna isn’t here? She must be avoiding me!”


    The familiar voices unmistakably belonged to my father and stepmother, Irene, who were now causing a scene in front of my house.


    “Makenna really is out. She’s not at home.”


    Lily stood at the door, bewildered and helpless, repeating the same words.


    How dare they show up!


    Fury surged through me. I marched up to my father and stepmother, positioning myself firmly in front of Lily. I red at them and demanded coldly, “How dare youe here and cause trouble?”


    My father and stepmother, upon seeing me, seemed to have found a scapegoat for their anger. They looked at me with hostility, as though I were the viin of their story.


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    “It’s all your fault. You’ve brought ruin to the Dunn family. You are nothing but a jinx!” my father shouted, his anger spitting venom in my direction.


    “Yes, Makenna. After all, you and Jessica are sisters. How could you hurt her like this?” My stepmother tore off her veneer of false kindness and confronted me with sharp reproach.


    I sneered, my eyes as cutting as a de. I raised my voice in mockery. “You reap what you sow! The downfall of the Dunn family is a direct result of your actions!”


    “You ungrateful daughter!” My father’s eyes widened, and his chest heaved with fury. “You must save Jessica. She is your sister. You can’t refuse to help her!”


    Save Jessica? What aughable suggestion! I hoped she would meet her end sooner rather thanter.


    I coldly smirked and said, “Save her? Certainly, but first, I need you to answer a few questions.”


    They seemed taken aback by my calm demeanor. My father and stepmother exchanged bewildered nces.


    “Come in with me,” I instructed, turning and signaling for them to follow me inside.


    “Makenna, are you nning to kill us to keep us silent?” my father asked warily, his voice trembling with suspicion. Iughed coldly, ignored him, and walked straight into the house.


    Seeing this, my father and stepmother exchanged grim looks, gritted their teeth, and followed me inside.


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