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    “Understood!” Edwin said, pressing harder on the elerator, his face serious. Dn stared out the window, jaw clenched. For the first time in a long while, he felt truly unsettled. His usual calm vanished, reced by a gnawing urgency to reach Christina as fast as possible. “Faster,” he muttered again, unable to hide the anxiety creeping into his tone. He didn’t know what had happened. And that uncertainty? It was driving him mad.


    Meanwhile, in the hospital room, Christina stood her ground, eyes locked on Brendon with a cold, unwavering stare. Her voice was sharp,ced with fury.


    “Brendon! Have you lost your mind? Give my phone back!”


    The moment Brendon had barged into the room with a group ofrge, intimidating men, Christina instinctively moved in front of Bethel, ready to shield her from whatever drama he brought. But then, out of nowhere, he’d snatched her phone. That was when she knew something was off. Why else would he take her phone without a word?


    Right now, two bodyguards stood at the door, two others just outside, while sixrge, intimidating men loomed behind Brendon like a wall of muscle.


    “Was it you?” Brendon stepped closer, holding her phone tightly in one hand. His voice was low and using. “Did you leak those recordings?”


    Christina didn’t flinch. “So what if I did?” Her voice was calm, unapologetic. “They’re true, aren’t they? Or do you not have the guts to admit what you did?” She wasn’t trying to hide anything. In fact, she had leaked the audio intentionally, using a method that could easily be traced back to her. Because this time, she wasn’t…


    Hiding behind shadows was no longer her choice. This time, she wanted Brendon to know exactly who wasing for him.


    “Christina!” Brendon roared, flinging her phone straight at her.


    Christina dodged quickly. The phone smashed against the wall, its screen shattering on impact. If it had hit her, it could have broken her nose—or worse.


    “Brendon!” Bethel red at him, furious. “How dare you throw things at Christina right in front of me?”


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    Bethel was bedridden, her bones still healing. If she weren’t hurt, she would have gotten up and pped him—hard. That phone could have left Christina with a concussion or permanent scars.


    “What’s the problem?” Brendon snapped. “She’s the one tanking the Dawson Group’s stock price. She’s been secretly buying up shares behind our backs! Her intentions are clear as day!”


    Suddenly, Bethelughed. There was a sharp edge to it—cold and knowing.


    “Grandma? How can youugh at a time like this?” Brendon stared, stunned. Thepany was on the edge. One wrong step, and they could go bankrupt. And yet, she wasughing.


    “Why shouldn’t Iugh?” Bethel turned to Christina with a proud smile and gave her a thumbs-up. “Good job, Christina.”


    Ynda stepped in. “Bethel… Aren’t you worried about hurting Brendon’s feelings? What Christina did this time really crossed the line. She—”


    “Shut up,” Bethel snapped before Ynda could finish. Her eyes narrowed. “No one asked for your opinion.”


    Ynda’s hands clenched beneath her sleeves. This old hag would regret this someday. As long as Bethel stayed alive, Christina would always have the upper hand. Always.


    Ynda seethed inwardly, hiding every trace of hatred toward Bethel from her face. Instead, she blinked, letting tears pool in her eyes. She leaned gently against Brendon, biting her lip, fragile as ss.


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