Avery's voice trembled as she repeated, “What is she talking about?” Simon stepped forward, his face tight with tension. "Stephanie, get out," he demanded, reaching for her arm. But Avery, fueled by a mix of fear and fury, intercepted him. “She’s not going anywhere. Stephanie, answer me!” Her voice cracked, echoing with desperation. Stephanie hesitated, her eyes flickering with a cruel satisfaction. “Your dear Simon here,” she began, savoring every word, “paid the bartender to get David drunk. Then, he called me and set up that little scene in the suite. He wanted me to make sure you—and your family—saw us together.” Avery's heart pounded as she processed the words, a bitter laugh escaping her lips. This was what Stephanie wanted to throw at her? Simon's betrayal stung, but right now, it felt insignificant compared to everything else weighing on her soul. She was too tired, too drained to waste her energy on their petty games. "You two," Avery spat, her voice icy and d
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