?Chapter 633:

    “You really fell on your own?” Katie asked, shock painted across her face as she stared at Ynda.

    In that instant, the pure, innocent image Katie had of Yndapletely shattered.

    Brendon also struggled to ept this. Ynda, in his mind, had always been gentle, honest, and thoughtful—a woman who would never lie or set someone up. His gaze rested on her, silently demanding some kind of exnation.

    Ynda’s face was drained of color, her eyes downcast. She didn’t dare meet his gaze. A shaky answer slipped from her lips. “Christina let go too suddenly, and maybe I pulled too hard and lost my bnce. After I hit the ground, I panicked and thought she pushed me.”

    That excuse sounded just as frail as she looked, but Brendon still decided to trust her. He doubled down. “This video doesn’t prove anything. Christina shouldn’t have let go so fast in the first ce.”

    A bitterugh escaped from Christina. The truth was staring Brendon in the face, but he still chose to believe Ynda’s flimsy excuse. Such was the privilege of…

    Being on the receiving end of his love. Ynda only needed to craft a story—howeverme it was—for Brendon to ignore logic and take her side.

    Christina grasped that no matter how well she behaved, Brendon would always find fault, never once showing her any warmth. Thus, exining herself was pointless. Nothing she said would ever change his mind.

    When Dn caught the self-mocking smile on Christina’s lips, a sharp ache twisted in his chest. To be treated like that by the man she loved—it had to hurt like hell. Ignoring the tant truth and iming Christina was at fault just to justify Ynda’s antics, Brendon was unworthy of her.

    Any sense of courtesy vanished from Dn the moment Brendon turned his back on fairness.

    A cold chill settled over Dn’s face. A thin, hard line formed on his lips, his stare bing as sharp as a knife.

    When the Dawsons and Ynda met Dn’s hawk-like eyes, a cold shiver ran through them.

    Step into new worlds with gα?ησν????s??оm

    “You.” A single word shot from Dn’s mouth, cold and clear as he locked his gaze on Ynda. “Apologize to Christina.”

    His intimidating aura weighed on Ynda and the Dawsons like a heavy nket, leaving them feeling weak in the knees.

    Uncontroble trembling took over Ynda, fear written all over her.

    Rage poured off Dn in waves, and he looked ready to bring judgment, like some kind of executioner with a scythe in hand.

    Brendon, barely holding himself together under Dn’s presence, forced the words out. “Mr. Scott… are you really going to force us like this?”

    “And if I am, what are you going to do about that?” A cold, dismissive look from Dnnded on Brendon, as if Brendon were nothing more than a nuisance. Withplete confidence, Dn challenged him. “Come on, try to throw your weight around.”

    Brendon was left speechless, overwhelmed by Dn’s domineering and unreasonable attitude. If his influence really outweighed Dn’s, he wouldn’t have just stood there.

    A newyer of chill entered Dn’s tone. “What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?”

    .

    .

    .