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A voice then projected deliberately.
“I was there. It wasn’t entirely Marina’s doing. She’s young and not prone to manipulation. Why would she act to
discredit Ms. Campbell?”
Once one person spoke up, those who had been slower to understand quickly followed suit.
“Exactly! The plot was much darker than it seemed. Had Marina adopted that deceitful, malicious strategy, as
that woman suggested, the repercussions could have been disastrous for many.”
Such remarks only intensified the bewilderment among those not in the know.
Jenesis took the opportunity to clarify the situation, explaining how Aliza had provoked Marina into scheming
against Carrie, while highlighting Marina’s naivety to acquit her of blame.
At that moment, Aliza, who had been absent until then, was escorted into the room by two female bodyguards.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAliza stood outside, seething with frustration, the sharp scent of her cigarette curling in the cool night air. She
had stepped away for just a moment, hoping the fresh air would help clear her mind, only to realize that
Kristopher and Torrie had left. Neither of them had even spared a thought for her, leaving her behind at the
Morrison family’s estate.
For a fleeting moment, she considered chasing after them. But then, she hesitated. Why bother? Her family
didn’t even belong at a banquet of this caliber.
Now that Kristopher was gone, this was an unexpected opportunity—a golden chance to meet someone new.
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She recalled Kathleen's words—a lesson instilled in her since childhood: Never rely on just one man. Always have
a backup plan. Yes, she had temporarily secured Kristopher, but his amnesia wouldn't stay buried forever. His
memory was a ticking tbomb, and she needed another option. Straightening her posture, she discarded her
cigarette and dusted off her dress. It was tto mingle.
But before she could take a step, she felt a sudden pressure on her arms.
Two bodyguards seized her, their grips like iron.
They dragged her forward, her heels skidding across the polished floor, and gasps rippled through the gathered
guests. It wasn't until she was thrown into the blinding lights of the banquet hall that she truly understood the
gravity of what was happening.
The entire room was watching.
Eyes that had once flickered with envy when Kristopher presented his gift now gleamed with thinly veiled
amusement and disdain. Aliza’s face burned with shas she struggled, desperately trying to break free from
the bodyguards’ hold.
Though both women were no match for the specially trained guards, Aliza fought back, her voice rising in raw
panic.
“Letgo! Is this how the Morrison family treats its guests?! Our Herrera family may not be as powerful, but we
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmwere invited here! Is this how you treat us?!”
Her rage consumed her. Her face flushed crimson, and her body trembled uncontrollably. In that moment, she
was no longer the poised socialite she had worked so hard to become—she was a desperate woman, flailing like
a common street brawler, stripped of all dignity.
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