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    Rachel wasn’t done and continued, “If you think a million times is too much, and you’re so kind and forgiving, why don’t you help her say it a million times? I won’t mind.”


    Then, her eyes locked onto Leona. “As for you, if you want to keep going, go ahead. Record it and send it to me. I’ll make sure to listen carefully.”


    “You—you…” Leona stammered, her body shaking with anger.


    This was thest thing she had expected. Her ns had fallen apart, but she refused to ept defeat. She immediately came up with another idea.


    Without hesitation, she flung herself to the ground, wrapping her arms around Rachel’s leg in a desperate attempt to keep her from leaving.


    “Ms. Marsh, it’s my fault. I was too stubborn. I truly realize my mistake this time. Please, I’m begging you for another chance. I swear I won’t repeat my mistakes.”


    Rachel, however, had no patience for such drama. She hated being dragged into messy situations, especially ones that could stir up public controversy.


    Leona clung to her like a lifeline, making it impossible for Rachel to shake her off without drawing more attention. Yet, giving in wasn’t an option either.


    For now, they were at a standstill.


    Just as Rachel reached for her phone, ready to call the police, a familiar voice rang out from behind. “Rachel!”


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    The crowd greeted An with respect, instantly stepping aside to clear a path for him.


    An strode forward, his presencemanding attention as he stopped beside Rachel. His sharp gazended on Leona, who was still desperately clinging to Rachel. His brows knitted together in displeasure before he coolly raised a hand and gave a firmmand. “Get her out of here.”


    “No! I won’t go! You have no right to force me!” Leona shrieked, tightening her grip.


    “You don’t get to decide that.”


    An’s sharp gaze was all it took. The security team instantly moved, each taking a firm hold—some pried her fingers away, others restrained her arms and legs.


    Within seconds, they had herpletely removed.


    Rachel exhaled in relief, finally freed from Leona’s grasp.


    An gently pulled her behind him, positioning himself protectively in front of her. “Alban told me everything,” he said firmly. “Leave it to me, you don’t have to worry about a thing.”


    As she gazed at his broad shoulders, a rare sense of security washed over her.


    Thinking back, she couldn’t recall ever feeling this protected.


    As a child, she had longed for the warmth of a father’s protection. But her own father had never been that kind of man.


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