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The investigation results arrived the next day.
Qiana had targeted me from the moment she joined the company.
My style, my mannerisms, everything screamed wealth and privilege.
Qiana recognized that I was rich immediately.
She feigned vulnerability, shedding a few well–placed tears, even employing people to fake calls from her parents, triggering my compassion and prompting me to help her.
It wasn’t until Qiana saw Ethan and Mason that she fully understood my privileged background.
She’d only seen Ethan in business magazines and Mason, the renowned motorcyclist, whose posters had once dominated LA
Jealousy consumed her.
She’d strived her whole life to achieve what I’d been born into.
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had relentlessly complained, clinging to me, leveraging our relationship to befriend Ethan and Mason,
She hadn’t expected them to fall for her so easily, to prioritize her over me, abandoning me repeatedly.
To prove their love for me, Qjana had staged the injured hand incident, feigned hardship, broken my trophy, and even sent the seafood porridge
Having worked with me, she knew about my asthma and seafood allergy
It was intencional
Her
malice was palpable.
She’d resented that I didn’t die that day.
The recovered phone data showed her taunting message:
Oops, I managed to get Ethan and Mason to leave you again. We’ll be living together now! Take care!”
The words were infuriating
Mason slammed the phone onto Qiana’s face.
He gritted his teeth.“How dare you talk to her like that? Without her, do you think you’re worthy of our attention?
Ethan leared back, his eyes closed, his lips moving slightly.
“Throw Qiana’s things out. And bring her family here.”
He gave the order without hesitation.
Lee readily agreed, directing the workers to remove Qiana’s belongings.
Qiana collapsed onto the floor, her eyes vacant
“No. don’t take my things!”
She desperately tried to stop them as her possession we
were thrown out.
She’d only lived in this luxurious house for a few days; she hadn’t enjoyed it long enough. Why was this happening!
She wept, heartbroken.
“It’s over… everything is over.”
She saw no future.
Shad fought her way out of her village, landed a job at a prestigious design firm, only to be cast back into the dust.
The past two months had been a beautiful dream; now, she was zwake,
She remained the ugly duckling, never transforming into a swan.
