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    Elliana saw no reason to keep hiding. “The one that owns Sun Group,” she said tly.

    Adah’s eyes went wide. “What? Sun Group? Elliana, we’ve never had a run-in with them, have we? Why would the Campbellse after you?”

    A tense silence spread over the room. Clifton, Kieran, Heather, and Damian had followed Elliana and Adah through the worst Delta had to offer. They’d faced chaos, defied death, and stood firm against notorious groups like the Phantom Mercenaries. But at the mention of the Campbell family—the power behind Sun Group—their faces darkened.

    The Campbells were in a ss of their own. Wrapped in mystery, they stayed so far beneath the surface that even whispers of their name were rare. Most people didn’t know they existed. The media wouldn’t dare print a single word about them. But to those who moved in dangerous circles, the name Campbell meant one thing—fear. Crossing them was like signing your own death certificate. You could run, hide, disappear into thin air—but sooner orter, they would hunt you down. And when they did, it was over.

    While the others reeled from the revtion, Elliana remained calm. “We’ve never had direct dealings with the Campbells, so no, we didn’t offend them. But I was once married to Cole. To the Campbell family, my very existence is already a crime.”

    Adah’s mind clicked into ce. Her voice dropped. “Don’t tell me the heiress Cole is so smitten with—she’s a Campbell?”

    Elliana replied, “That’s the one. Cole’s aunt, Eva, married into the Campbell family a long time ago. She and her husband had no children, so they adopted a daughter, Wanda. That’s the heiress Cole is set to marry. They were childhood friends.”

    A dry, bitterugh escaped Adah. “Childhood sweethearts, now tied together by a convenient family link? How perfect.”

    Elliana gave a small, tired smile. “Something like that.”

    Adah’s temper red again. “That bastard!” she snapped. “So this wasn’t some ‘sudden’ infatuation. If they’ve known each other since they were kids, then he’s probably been seeing her all along! So what were you to him? Just a stand-in?”

    “That jerk,” Heather growled, her fists clenching. “He acts so noble, but he’s pure trash. Elliana was just a toy to him—something to pass the time. Ugh! I want to rip his head off and kick it across a field!”

    Heather’s rage poured into Adah. With a furious yell, Adah kicked the table leg hard. “There isn’t a single decent man on this! They should be crawling at our feet!”

    Clifton, Kieran, and Damian had plenty of harsh words for Cole themselves, but now they quietly stepped back. The air had turned deadly. As men, they knew better than to make a sound. Adah’s rants had a way of turning fast. When she got like this, all men became targets—and they weren’t eager to see their own heads flying across the room before Cole’s did.

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    While the rest of the room buzzed with fury, Elliana sat quietly in the center of it all, almost amused. A faint smile touched her lips as she raised a hand. “Adah. Heather. Enough. There’s no point in losing your minds over this,” she said.

    “Why not?” Adah shot back, her voice sharp and trembling. “That man is the worst! We have every reason to be furious!”

    “Exactly!” Heather snapped. “We have a million reasons to be pissed!”

    “Fine,” Elliana said, her voice slicing through the noise like ss. “Then go find Cole, twist off his head, and bring it back here for a game of kickball. And if you can’t manage that, twist off your own heads and bring those instead.”

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