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    Tiffany exined to Hugh how she managed to figure it all out, detailing the whole process she used to test Alicia.


    Hugh raised an eyebrow. “Do you really think that trick was clever?”


    Tiffany looked up at him, her eyes pleading. “Dad?”


    Hugh frowned. “As my daughter, don’t be so soft all the time. Sometimes, vulnerability is your weapon, but don’t make it your default, understood?”


    Tiffany bit her lip and nodded.


    Hugh went on, “It was clever to ask Alicia where she lives and then use gossip to push her for the truth. But did you ever stop to think she might lie to you, just to keep out of the rumor mill?”


    Tiffany’s eyes dropped. “I didn’t really think it through, Dad. Sorry. Next time, I’ll be smarter about it.”


    “I’m not upset with you,” Hugh said, his voice gentler. “Just showing you how things are done. Let me handle this from here.


    “I’ll have someone check into it. You just focus on your lessons and make sure you get everything your tutor’s been telling you.”


    “Okay.” Tiffany nodded.


    But Tiffany couldn’t help asking, “So, Dad, where does Alicia actually live?”


    Hugh stood up from his desk. “Let’s go downstairs and talk about it.”


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    Downstairs, Maria, Aaron, Andrew, and Archie were all sitting around, chatting over coffee.


    Maria turned to Aaron. “Still no word on Adam?”


    Aaron shook his head. “No, we still haven’t found him.”


    Maria let out a worried sigh. “Who knows how long he’s going to keep shing with the family?”


    Maria might have been frustrated with Adamtely, but as his mother, she couldn’t help but care deeply; he was still her child, after all.


    Hugh let out a cold snort when he heard them talking. “What are you still searching for? I’ve already made it clear. Just act like he was never born. None of you is allowed to look for him, ever again.”


    No one dared to stick up for Adam with Hugh looking that serious.


    Maria poured Hugh a cup of coffee.


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    Hugh took a sip and said, “Our lunch hunch was spot–on. Alicia really didnd herself a sugar daddy. My sources just found out she’s living in Linen Bay Residences.”


    Tiffany’s face dropped as soon as she heard the name. She’d heard about Linen Bay Residences plenty of


    times.


    It was Riverdale’s top–tier neighborhood, stacked with high–end facilities, beautiful scenery, and jaw–dropping architecture. Only celebrities and the filthy rich lived there.


    ‘How the hell did that bitch end up there?‘ Tiffany thought.


    Once, when Tiffany was out shopping with her friends, she caught a glimpse of the neighborhood from the top floor of a mall.


    It looked like something straight out of a fairytale–like Snow White’s magical forest, with uniquely designed buildings pecking out from all the lush


    greenery.


    The ce had way more green space than any other neighborhood she’d ever seen.


    Tiffany had been so drawn to it that she dragged her friends over, dying to have a closer look. But when they finally got to the gate, there was just no way in.


    Her friends had told her, “Linen Bay Residences is only for the elite. We can’t get in, and that’s okay.”


    That ce had always been a dream for Tiffany, somewhere she’d only ever wanted to see. And now, Alicia was actually living there.


    Maria snorted, “She’s disgraceful, just throwing her life away.”


    Aaron frowned. “She’s so irresponsible with her life, doing all this just to get back at us. She’s only messing herself up.”


    Andrew shrugged. “If she wants to sink so low, that’s her business. We can’t do anything about it.”


    Archie chimed in, “So, Dad, does this mean she won’t evere back? To be honest, we’re better off. She was just extra baggage in this house anyway.”


    Hugh thought for a moment, then said, “My people can’t get into Linen Bay Residences, and they can’t find out who her sugar daddy is. Tiffany, this is something you’ll have to handle.”


    “Me?” Tiffany blinked in surprise at her dad’s words, totally thrown. “But, Dad, I can’t get into Linen Bay Residences, either.


    “Alicia’s always had it in for me. Even if I tried to cozy up to her and ask, she’d just shut me down.”


    Hugh sighed, “I’m not asking you to talk to her. I want you to go find Henry and ask him to dig around, see who her sugar daddy really is.


    “The Yates family owns a ce there. He should have no problem getting in.”


    Tiffany’s mind started working fast. She instantly replied, her voice sweet as honey, “Sure, Dad. I’ll ask Henry


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    Later that night, after her shower, Tiffany stood in front of her closet, carefully picking out a semi–transparent nightgown.


    It had a cute baby–doll neckline, but the sheer, see–through fabric gave off that innocent tease vibe everyone talked about online–a look that was all sweet on the surface but clearly made to turn heads.


    After picking her nightwear, Tiffany purposefully did up a natural makeup look, leaving her hair slightly damp so she looked both pure and a little sultry.


    Checking herself out in the mirror, Tiffany smiled slyly, totally satisfied with the effect.


    Sure, Henry was always ready to shield Tiffany whenever Alicia was around. But he never reached out to her first. He still thought Alicia was his girlfriend, and always acted like Tiffany was just his friend.


    “Tonight’s my chance, Tiffany thought, her confidence rising. There’s no way Henry can see me like this and not feel something.


    Once she’d perfected her look, Tiffany picked up her phone and dialed Henry for a video call.


    It kept ringing and ringing, and just when Tiffany was starting to lose patience, Henry finally picked up.


    Once the video connected, Tiffany instantly caught the sound of chatter in the background. Putting on her sweetest voice, she called out softly, “Hello, Henry?”


    Henry didn’t hear her at first; he was busy talking to someone nearby, barely paying attention to his phone. After a moment, he finally looked her way and said, “Tiffany, what’s up?”


    Tiffany gave her hair a yful toss, about to say something, when a tipsy guy suddenly leaned into Henry’s screen. “Henry, who are you on the phone with? Quit stalling,e back and drink.”


    The guy was obviously drunk. He peered at the phone and shed <i>a </i>dirty grin. “Henry, this nightclub is crawling with girls who’ll do anything. You want in?


    “I can send one over right now. Got a girl here who’s smoking hot. Why bother with video calls? All you can do is look, but you’ll never get <i>to </i>touch. Boring, don’t you think?”


    Tiffany’s expression changed instantly. She clutched her chest, her eyes welling up as if ready to burst into tears. “Henry, he’s being really inappropriate.”


    Henry shoved the guy’s face out of the shot, visibly annoyed, and barked, “Cut the crap, man. That’s my friend.”


    “For real? Henry, you got such a pretty friend? Since when?” The guy chuckled, still trying to shove his face into the screen. “Let me get a good look.”


    “Knock it off. Get lost,” Henry shot back, sounding fed up.


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    With that, the guy finally backed off and disappeared from the video.


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    Henry nced at Tiffany through the screen, concern in his voice. “It’s pretty chilly these days, Tiffany. You ought to wear something warmer. Don’t catch a cold.”


    Tiffany was practically bursting with frustration, but managed to put on her most pathetic face, voice trembling. “The heat’s cranked up too much at home, so I couldn’t help wearing less.”


    “Oh, got it. So, what’s up? Why’d you call?” Henry asked, his tone casual.


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