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    Worn out from the beating, Graham tossed the belt aside, panting as he red at Keith. He pointed a trembling finger at his son and said, “Go apologize to Elena immediately. If you jeopardize my position, I’ll break your legs. Understand?”


    Keith’s back throbbed with pain, his face pale. Reluctantly, he nodded and murmured, “Understood.”


    Graham’s expression remained stern, his voiceced with impatience. “Get out of my sight! The mere sight of you annoys me. Useless fool!”


    Keith’s eyes darkened as he turned to leave, his steps stiff. Since his father’s mistress had given birth to a son, his father’s disdain for him had only intensified. He decided bitterly to get rid of that illegitimate child eventually.


    As Keith stepped outside, the night air felt oppressive, filled with tense silence.


    Suddenly, his phone rang. It was Elyse.


    Keith had nearly forgotten about Elyse. If not for her, he wouldn’t have suffered this beating.


    With a scowl, Keith headed off to meet Elyse.


    Over the phone, Keith agreed toe to Elyse.


    Elyse stood before the mirror, gazing at her reflection with satisfaction. Her makeup was wless, and she had slipped into an enticing nightgown for their uing meeting. It seemed all she needed was to purr, and Keith would drop any business to meet her. He must be smitten with her. This thought brought a smirk to her lips—she knew she still had a way with men.


    Tonight, she nned to persuade Keith to help her extract the 10 billion and the vi at Hillside Manor from the Harper family. Jolie, that stingy hag, was reluctant to part with the hefty sum and the estate, yet still expected gratitude, which frustrated Elyse. She decided to bring Keith along to confront the Harpers, doubting they would still deny her the money and vi then.


    As Elyse admired her reflection, she heard footsteps approaching. She danced toward the door. “Keith—”


    But before she could embrace him, he shoved her aside—forcefully.


    “Ah!” Elyse cried out in surprise as she toppled over, hitting the floor. Her chin struck the ground hard, nearly bringing tears to her eyes. She looked up, eyes reddening, utterly shocked. “Keith, why did you push me?”


    Still fuming, Keith’s irritation red even more at the sight of Elyse. To him, she was incredibly annoying and foolish. He hissed, “Didn’t you tell me Elena was just a bumpkin? That she was unsophisticated and unpresentable? Then exin how she knows Grady Benson—and why the hell she even managed to contact my father?”


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    At this, Elyse was stunned, her eyes widening in shock. How could Elena possibly know Grady?


    Even those uninterested in politics knew Grady—he was the former president.


    Elyse struggled to ept this revtion. How could Elena, a hick barely settled in the for less than a year, know someone of Grady’s stature? It seemed unbelievable.


    She shook her head in disbelief. “No, that can’t be! Elena can’t possibly know Grady. She’s never even been to the before. Keith, you’re mistaken. She’s just a chick raised in some backwater town—she probably doesn’t even know who Grady is. They couldn’t have possibly met.”


    Keith’s expression twisted with displeasure. Hands on his hips, he began pacing furiously. Upon hearing Elyse’s reply, he couldn’t contain his anger and kicked a nearby trash can, which ttered loudly across the floor.


    The noise made Elyse shiver with fear. At that moment, she abandoned the idea of asking Keith to help her confront the Harper family. She was too scared to speak now. Until then, he had always been rtively gentle with her and had never lost his temper like this. Her heart raced, her thoughts scattered. All she could do was stare at him, speechless as his fury exploded.


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