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    Malcolm turned to Elena. “Miss Harper, forgive Jaxon—he’s foulmouthed. I’ll ensure his father handles him appropriately. Apologies for disturbing your evening. Allow me to make it up to you another time.”


    For the sake of business ties, Elena gave Malcolm an opening. She replied coolly, “No need for formalities. Just have him leave.” If Jaxon sought treatment now, there was still hope for his eye. Dy meant permanent damage.


    Relieved, Malcolm nodded, silently thanking Elena. He knew Wesley’s wrath would have left Jaxon crippled if it escted further.


    “I recentlyunched a new live-action gaming arena,” Malcolm added with a slight smile. “I’ll host you and Wesley soon. For now, I’ll take my leave.”


    With that, Malcolm escorted Jaxon out.


    Once inside the vehicle, Jaxon cursed bitterly and asked, “Why did you show so much respect to that woman?”


    Malcolm scoffed at his stupidity. “Do you even know who she is?”


    “Who could she be?” Jaxon sneered. “Just another woman lucky enough to catch Wesley’s attention.”


    Malcolm’s sudden kick sent Jaxon crashing to the floor of the car, worsening his injured eye.


    “Malcolm! Have you lost it?” Jaxon shouted.


    “Keep talking like that, and I’ll cut your tongue out myself.”


    Jaxon was stunned. He had never seen Malcolm this enraged. Could Malcolm also have feelings for that woman?


    Before Jaxon could ask, Malcolm spoke, his tone icy. “That’s Jeffry’s sister. If he learns about tonight, you won’t live long enough to regret it.”


    Jaxon’s blood ran cold, his mind going nk. His mouth hung open, disbelief flooding his voice. “What? Jeffry’s sister? That’s impossible!”


    Reality finally mmed into Jaxon. Malcolm had addressed Elena as Miss Harper when they entered. Her presence beside Wesley and Malcolm’s deference could only mean one thing—she was the Harper family’s long-lost daughter.


    Jaxon reyed his words in his mind, his face drained of color. He was finished… The Harper men were infamous for their fierce loyalty. He had insulted Jeffry’s sister, and Jeffry wouldn’t hesitate to exact revenge.


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    Terror gripped Jaxon, leaving him trembling. “Malcolm, I swear, I didn’t know…”


    Jaxon’s face was mournful as he finally realized the gravity of the situation. “Malcolm, please save my ass!”


    Malcolm’s expression remained icy. “No one can save you. If you want to live, leave the country once your eye is treated.”


    Jaxon’s lips quivered, despair flooding him. He had barely returned, and now, battered and humiliated, he was being forced into exile. Who knew when—or if—he would evere back?


    The drinking party hade to an end, and as Elena prepared to leave, her gaze unexpectedly met Kason’s.


    Kason, a cigarette dangling between his fingers, tilted his chin slightly and shed her a grin that was both casual and knowing.


    Though they had no personal connection, Elena recognized him from whispers and tales shared among friends. She returned his smile before shifting her gaze away, as if the moment had been too intense to hold onto.


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