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Kay's wine glass paused at her lips, and she shot Sylvia a razor-sharp sideways glance.
"Sylvia, you'd better watch what you say."
Sylvia met her warning eyes directly, then let her gaze drift slowly to the ring on Kay's finger.
Forget the elaborate setting-just the reverse-mounting technique was rare. And those gemstone cuts were hardly
standard.
Sylvia was a jewelry designer; she noticed every piece that flashed by her eyes.
According to the gossip online, that ring was given to Kay by her father when she took over the family business.
It was a symbol of her status.
She never took it off.
It wasn't the kind of thing someone could fake.
Kay, noticing Sylvia's stare, seemed to catch on and instinctively covered her hand.
Sylvia pulled out her phone, tapping a photo. She pointed at the clear handprint on Naomi's cheek and zoomed
in until you could make out the unique pattern where the middle finger had pressed.
"Ms. Winslet, maybe you should keep your hands to yourself. Otherwise..." Sylvia threw Kay's own words back at
her.
Kay was the only female CEO in Winslet Group's history. There were always eyes on her.
She, of all people, should've known how tough it was for women. Yet here she was, hurting another woman with
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"Sylvia, is that a threat?" Kay slammed her glass onto the table.
"Ms. Winslet, it's not a threat. It's self-defense."
They locked eyes.
A muscle jumped in Kay's jaw. Suddenly, she gave a chilly, dangerous smile.
"Sylvia, if you didn't have such a pathetic mother, | might actually respect you a little. Too bad... You'll never be a
match for me."
Sylvia pressed her lips together, cold sweat slicking her palm where she gripped her phone.
Kay took her tsipping her wine, then let out a cold laugh. "Yeah, it was me. So what? A ring-shaped bruise
only proves | hit your mom, not that she's innocent."
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She nudged a small device by her foot—a signal jammer.
Sylvia glanced down at her phone-her recordingwas already dead.
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Sylvia's heart dropped.
"Somewhere else? What do you mean?"
Kay smirked. "You're not a kid anymore. Tto get married. Don't end up like
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She remembered what Rupert had told her yesterday:
"I'll be by tomorrow afternoon. We need to talk."
So this was it.
He wanted her to marry whoever Kay picked.
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