Dawn feels vindictive as she corners Jacklyn, who has suddenly turned hostile toward her. In her previous life, Jacklyn never attended this party, nor did she have a boyfriend. So why is she acting so aggressively now? It is clear she is up to something. Her sudden accusation is absurd—too deliberate to be a coincidence. Dawn might have been soft, meek, and unbothered in her previous life, but not anymore. Now, she holds her breath at every unexpected turn, refusing to let anything slip by unnoticed. Right now, everyone’s attention is on Jacklyn, their gazes sharp with disappointment. Mr. Ericson, a man who rarely loses his temper, inhales deeply before shifting his focus to a nearby servant. “Take Mr. Taylor to the guest room,” he orders, sparing Taylor a glance before turning to Jacklyn. His eyes darken. “Jacklyn. In my study.” His voice is thunderous, cold as ice, sending a shiver down Jacklyn’s spine. She flinches, her lips parting as if to protest, but she quickly shuts
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