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Scarlett turned to Jasper, who was seated beside her.

“Mr. Fletcher, did you notice anything?”

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Jasper countered with a question. “You were busy with Reba the whole time. Do you even remember why we came to the banquet?”

Scarlett pped her forehead.

Damn it. She really had forgotten.

She had promised Sophia that she would keep an eye on Aurora.

Even though they hade to the hospital, the banquet had still gone on.

But with someone as skilled as her watching, surely Aurora’s intentions would be exposed.

Just as the thought crossed her mind, Hudson sent a message.

“Mr. Fletcher, the secret’s out. Want to watch together?”

Aurora hadn’t gotten involved in the debate about the so–called heavenly master at all.

She had found a quiet corner and was chatting happily with a middle–aged man.

Jack craned his neck to take a look–and froze.

“No way, isn’t that the Kramer family’s godson?”

Scarlett recognized him too.

Back when she had treated the Kramer family’s patriarch, she had felt uneasy under Roberto’s gaze.

Although that day had gone smoothly, she had kept her guard up against him.

“In the Kramer family, Roberto has the least chance of inheriting anything.”

Jack sighed.

“But he’s ambitious. Built his ownpany from scratch, and it’s growing fast. He’s even preparing to go public this year.”

Scarlett wasn’t surprised Roberto was present.

What puzzled her was that Aurora had once fiercely defended Mr. Kramer, clearly showing feelings for him.

So why, in such a short time, was she now showing…

It wasn’t just in Scarlett’s head.

Aurora’s expression toward Roberto carried real warmth, even the hint of wanting something more.

Yet Roberto came across as a gentleman.

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The two of them kept it polite, almost distant.

Jack suddenly asked. “Wasn’t the new energy project assigned to you and Eugene?”

Scarlett nodded. That deal had been one she fought for, and Sophia had given it to her.

But since she had no real business experience, she let Eugene handle it.

Jack rubbed his chin, suspicion in his eyes.

“Strange. Roberto is also involved in that project.”

The words hit Scarlett like a bell.

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So this was what the matriarch had wanted from her—an exnation for the very first project she’d taken on after rejoining the Lane family!

It seemed everyone in the Lane family had underestimated the old woman.

“Good,” Jasper said suddenly.

Scarlett red. “You don’t know how tofort people, so don’t say anything. The project is about to be snatched away, and you call that good?”

Jasper lowered his eyes.

Tall and broad–shouldered, he gave off an aura of strength and safety simply by standing near her.

His sharp, handsome features were like-

The wrought–iron gates of the vi nged shut behind Reba. Her high heels scraped viciously against the iid tile, her bracelet ttering against the doorknob with a metallic snap.

Martha was bent over arranging lilies in the entryway vase, pearl earrings catching the crystal chandelier’s light. She straightened at the noise, silk robe sweeping across the floor. “You’re back? I warmed some ginseng tea for you…”

She had been staying in Trenwyn, cramped in Eugene’s small apartment, ufortable with everything.

But once she learned Eugene had been released and found favor with a powerful figure, moving on to Jandale, she had followed him there.

Unfortunately, ever since arriving in Jandale, she hadn’t been able to contact Franklin.

She had no idea how Franklin was doing now.

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“Don’t touch me!” Reba shoved her mother’s hand away. Her Chanel coat slid to the floor, revealing ace top soaked through with cold sweat.

She threw herself onto the European sofa, snatched up a velvet cushion, and hurled it hard at the wall. The gilded picture frame rattled crooked.

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Martha froze, teacup suspended midair, the liquid sloshing a few drops onto the Persian carpet.

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She stared at her daughter’s reddened eyes and disheveled bun, swallowing back the words “Did something happen?” and softening her tone instead. “If something’s wrong, talk to me. At least drink this first…”

“Drink what?!” Reba shot to her feet. The emerald ring on her finger screeched against the ss tabletop. “What good is your fake concern now? That little tramp ruined my reputationpletely! The whole city isughing at me, calling me a fraud!”

Before Martha could react, the teacup in her hand was knocked violently to the ground. Warm tea sshed, soaking the hem of her silk robe.

The air froze.

Martha stared at the mess at her feet, fingertips still warm from the porcin.

And suddenly, it felt familiar.

Yes-she remembered.

When Scarlett had first been acknowledged into the family.

Back then, because Scarlett had taken her daughter’s ce, she had resented her bitterly.

So when Scarlett, brimming with joy, had tried to talk to her…

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