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    “No, you’re exactly the people I’m after,” Christina answered in a cold, emotionless voice as she pulled her phone from her pocket. She yed a recording of a conversation among the Delgado siblings, Thea, and herself, in which they had made a bet with her.

    The fake smiles on Grant’s and Martha’s faces faltered, and their expressions turned dark and angry. Even though they might not know who the other voices belonged to, they could definitely recognize their own daughter’s voice.

    “Your daughter, working together with the Delgado siblings, made a bet with me that if I could beat the Boxing King, then all the money and property belonging to the Reed and Delgado families would be mine,” Christina exined clearly. “I won the fightst night, so I’m here today to take what you owe me.” Christina put her phone back in her pocket, and a small smile appeared on her face.

    “Is this really true? Thea never told us about anything like this. You must be mistaken.” Grant yed dumb, his face growing cold and threatening. “Miss Jones, you can’t just say whatever you want. I could take you to court for making this whole thing up.”

    “That’s right, Miss Jones. The voice in that recording might sound like our daughter, but it’s definitely not her. People who don’t know her might be tricked, but we can tell it isn’t really her,” Martha said, denying it firmly.

    “So, you’re denying it?” Christina’s cold, harsh stare moved from Grant to Martha.

    “Why would we admit to something that never happened, Miss Jones? We understand how hard this must be for you after the Dawson family kicked you out, but you should be going after Brendon and giving him a hard time, noting here and causing problems for us,” Grant said, pretending to be sympathetic, though his words were clearly mocking.

    “Why don’t you ask your daughter and the Delgado siblings to find out whether there’s a bet?” Christina suggested.

    Martha let out a slyugh. “Our daughter is out of town and won’t being back for quite some time. Listen, Miss Jones, I really do feel bad for you. You’re young and pretty, and you finally married into a rich family, only to get kicked out on your ass. Here’s what I’m going to do. I’ll give you two hundred thousand dors out of my own pocket. Use that money to get some professional help. I’m sure you’ll get over this whole mental breakdown pretty soon.”

    This was yet another cruel insult, suggesting that Christina had lost her mind and needed psychiatric treatment.

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    Christina’s eyebrows pulled together in a small frown as she stared at the two people who absolutely refused to fulfill the bet. “Let me ask you something straight up. Are you denying that they owe me the wager? Are you unwilling to honor it?” She suddenly jumped up from her seat,pletely out of patience with their nonsense.

    “Miss Jones, how the heck could we pay up on a bet we never made with you in the first ce?” Martha said with a smug smile.

    Grant jumped in to add his own thoughts. “Come on, Miss Jones, you’ve got to know that bets made with just words don’t hold up in court. Plus, we never made any bets with you anyway. That recording you yed is fake as hell. You’re just trying to cause problems for us on purpose. The people who screwed you over are the Dawson family, so why are you bringing this drama to the Reed family?”

    Christina saw right through it. Grant and Martha were clearly just trying to wriggle their way out of paying up, tossing insults and threats at her in the process. But she had already anticipated they would dig their heels in and t-out refuse to honor the bet.

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