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    Brendon’s fists tightened, his jaw working in anger and humiliation. If only his family were as influential and wealthy as the Scott family. All of Dn’s boldness came from his position as the cherished heir of the Scott family. They hadn’t started from the same advantages. Had their family background been on the same level, Dn probably wouldn’t be any more impressive than him.

    A sharp, impatient edge cut through Dn’s voice as he stared Ynda down.

    “So, what’s it going to be? Are you going to apologize or not?”

    Fear finally broke Ynda’s resolve, her head bowed to Dn.

    “Apologize to Christina,” Dn instructed sharply.

    Color drained from Ynda’s cheeks as she bit her lip, fists clenched so tightly that her knuckles whitened. In that moment, she silently vowed to remember this humiliation and to pay it back, especially to Christina. If it weren’t for Christina, she would never have been in this position.

    Bitterness burning inside, Ynda shifted to Christina. Her apology came out shaky and full of wounded pride. “Christina, I’m sorry. I should never have crossed you. Please, just let this go and forgive me.”

    A smirk yed across Christina’s lips. Even now, Ynda wasn’t admitting her fault at all, implying she was bullied and forced into apologizing out of fear of Dn’s power.

    “If you want my forgiveness, bow ten times,” Christina said, intentionally making it hard for Ynda.

    Anger red in Brendon as he stepped forward, his words sharp. “Christina! Don’t take things too far! Making Ynda bow ten times—is that your idea of mercy?”

    “And what are you going to do about that?” Christina retorted without hesitation.

    A scowl twisted Brendon’s face. “You wretched woman!”

    Christina didn’t blink, her smile unfading as she answered, “Your words hardly affect me. If you care about her that much, I’ll give you an option.”

    Suspicion narrowed Brendon’s eyes. “What option?”

    A yful glint lit up Christina’s eyes. “Split the ten bows between the two of you.”

    The suggestion pushed Brendon’s temper close to the edge. So, this was her so-called mercy? It was just a way to embarrass him. He was convinced Christina held a grudge rooted in her unrequited love for him, targeting Ynda to get back at him.

    A careless tone slid into Christina’s voice. “If you’d rather not, then skip the bowing entirely. I’ll just watch the Dawson Group and the Mitchell Group go bankrupt today.”

    Brendon tried to y hisst card. “Remember, my grandmother runs the Dawson Group. You really want to upset her?”

    Threats like that had no effect on Christina now. She stayed calm. “Hardly an issue. I’ll just start a new one and even use her maiden name. If she decides to retire, I’ll make sure she livesfortably.”

    A nonchnt shrug followed. Christina clearly couldn’t care less about Brendon’s intimidation.

    The realization that Christina was truly unmoved sent a wave of panic through Brendon. Not even Bethel’s name held any power over her now.

    An impatient sigh escaped Christina. “Make up your mind. I don’t have time to waste.”

    Ynda feared that if Brendon refused to bow, all the humiliation wouldnd squarely on her. For a split second, she thought about rejecting the whole bowing thing and saving whatever dignity she had left. Yet, in the end, she didn’t trust Brendon to risk it all for her.

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