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Tristan hesitated, his eyes darting away from Acti’s piercing gaze like a guilty man caught red–handed. “Five years,” he whispered.Â
Ash let out a bitter laugh. She couldn’t believe that after all this time, Tristan’s trust in her could be shattered so easily. She silently thanked Samantha for revealing Tristan’s true colors.Â
“You really love Samantha, don’t you? Ash asked, her voice deceptively calm as she watched Tristan’s reaction.Â
“Yes, I do, he said, his tone laced with annoyance. “What’s your point, Jewel?”Â
Ash’s laugh was cold and mocking, her eyes glinting with a mix of hurt and disdain. “I hope you won’t regret it.Â
Tristan tightened his grip on Samantha’s waist as he declared firmly, “I’ll never regret it!” He then added with forced politeness, “Now, can you help Samantha find a dress or not?”Â
Ash’s face became an emotionless mask as she gestured around the store. “The cheapest piece here costs seven figures. Are you sure you can afford it, Mr. Ford?Â
As far as she knew, while Tristan’s family was well–off, the luxury items here were still beyond his casual credit card swipes. Tristan bristled at the jab but. Unwilling to lose face in front of Samantha, he pulled out his credit card with a flourish. “That blue dress from earlier. We’ll take it.”Â
“Certainly, sir. One moment.” Ash reached for the card with a smile.Â
Tristan’s fingers gripped it tightly, but he reluctantly let it go after a brief tug–of–war with Ash.Â
Ash swiftly swiped the card through the POS machine and then handed it back to Tristan. “Mr. Ford, your total comes to 590 thousand dollars. Here’s your receiptÂ
Samantha squealed with delight, clinging to Tristan’s arm like a vine. “Thank you so much, Tristan! You’re the best!” Tristan forced a smile despite the pain evident in his expression. “Anything to make you happy,” he murmured.Â
As soon as the couple was out of sight, Ash crumpled into a chair, her eyes glazing over. She knew she shouldn’t waste her tears on Tristan, but the ache in her chest was a harsh reminder that she wasn’t as immune to pain as she thought.Â
Betrayal had a way of cutting deep, no matter how tough you pretended to be – and Ash was no exception.Â
As she fought back tears, a shadow loomed over her. A handkerchief suddenly appeared in her line of sight, jolting her out of her thoughts.Â
When Ash realized the man standing before her was Calvert, her eyes widened in shock. “What brings you here?” she blurtedÂ
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Today, he was dressed in a black suit that accentuated his refined and polished demeanor. There was an air of innate nobility about him that commanded attention, making it hard to look away.Â
“Dry your tears,” he said, his voice low and gentle.Â
Seeing her brow furrow in confusion, Calvert quickly explained, his words spilling out in a rush, “I don’t usually eavesdrop, but I overheard your conversation. That guy’s not worth your tears.”Â
Ash’s tone was light, almost teasing, as she regained her composure. “And what kind of guy is worth my tears, Mr. Snider?” she asked, a hint of playfulness in her voice.Â
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However, an awkward silence fell between them, the an thirk with unspoken tensionÂ
Calvert’s face darkened, misinterpreting her words “Me Turner/ he said sumly, “your grandfather will likely announce our engagement at tonight’s welcome party: I hope you’ll keep your promise in cooperate!Â
Before Ash could respond, Calvert sunde out of the store, leaving her staring after him in bewilderment. She shook her head, chuckling wryly, “Did he really think I was talking about him! Talk about an inflared egnÂ
Later that afternoon. Bailey returned with the good news about her mom’s successful surgery. Adhi, relieved, invited Bailey to the evening’s party, deciding to be upfront about her new identityÂ
After picking out gifts for her parents and grandfather, Ash got dressed, applied her makeup, and headed to the venue with Bailey in tow.Â
As they arrived at the venue, Ash spotted Tristan, Samantha, and her adoptive parents near the entrance. Lorelei was gushing over Samantha’s dress, praising Tristan’s generosity in sweet tones.Â
“You know how good Tristan is to you, sweetie? Make sure you’re on your best behavior tonight and try to befriend the new Turner girl,” Lorelei said.Â
“I know, Mom.” Samantha replied.Â
While chatting. Samantha noticed Ash first, her eyes widening in surprise. “Mom, Dad,” she called out, “isn’t that Jewel?”Â
Lorelei marched over, her face twisted in anger. “Jewel, what are you doing here?” she hissed, eyeing Ash’s elegant dress. “Where did you get that dress?”Â
Samantha gasped dramatically, “Did you steal it from Dream Couture? How could you do that, Jewel? You’re just a sales associate there.”Â
Lorelei’s voice rose in pitch. “Jewel, how dare you!”Â
“Watch your mouth!” Bailey started to defend her friend, her fists clenched at her sides, but Ash held her back with a gentle touch. A small crowd had gathered, drawn by the commotion.Â
Dexter, mortified by the scene, snapped at Ash, his face red with embarrassment. “Cut the drama and leave!”Â
Ash was baffled by their anger. It was as if she’d committed some terrible crime just by showing up.Â
Samantha chimed in a sugary voice, her eyes gleaming with false sympathy, “Jewel, I know leaving our family upset you, but you can’t crash events like this using our name. You don’t belong here.”Â
“Get lost, now!” Lorelei demanded, her patience wearing thin.Â
Just as Bailey was about to blow her top, a well–dressed man rushed out of the hotel. People nodded respectfully as he passed, murmuring greetings. He approached Ash’s group and bowed slightly, his eyes locked on her.Â
“Miss,” he said with a warm smile, “everyone’s been waiting. Please, come inside.”Â
Lorelei and Samantha eagerly stepped forward, their faces aglow with anticipation. “Are you here to escort us in, sir?” LoreleiÂ
asked.Â
Although they had no idea who he was talking about, they were sure of one thing–he definitely wasn’t here for Jewel.Â
The man gave them a disdainful look, his lip curling slightly. “Who are you? I’m here for this young lady,” he said, gesturingÂ
to Ash.Â
Lorelei exclaimed, “What? There must be some mistake.”Â
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