Aidan called out, “Aunt Mandy.”

An oppressive silence hung in the living room. Mandy gritted her teeth as she laid her eyes on Aidan. He wore an amused expression.

He did not courteously address her as “Aunt Mandy” to protect her ego; it was all to uphold his image and reputation as the eldest grandson of the Lovelace family.

“Grandpa hasn’t been eating or drinking for two days after learning about what Julien had done. He is bedridden because of anger. You can imagine how furious he is now.”

Aidan’s eyes were emotionless as he continued, “The last time Grandpa had an outburst of a similar extent was when you decided to be with Mr. Winston despite knowing he was a married man. You volunteered to be his mistress, tainting you and our family’s reputations.”

Aidan had used the insulting word “mistress” to describe one of his family members. Mandy turned white but did not back down. She might no longer be a Lovelace, but she still carried a dignified air.

Alyssa felt a stabbing pain in her chest. Trembling, she felt anger flooding her veins.

Jasper furrowed his brows as he grasped her cold hand tightly. At this moment, he had finally wrapped his head around the situation. The Lovelaces had a vendetta with the Taylors due to the relationship between Mandy and Winston.

straw. He bellowed, “Aidan, enough is enough! I have agreed to

pointed a finger in Julien’s face. “Shut up! This is

finally understood why Julien chose to live abroad and struggle alone rather than come home to the

stupid? Go fly a kite! Stop talking shit here!” Colene freed herself from Lyla and Tatiana. She barged toward Aidan like an

six-foot man like Sean had the strength to hold

chuckled. He turned to Mandy. “Aunt Mandy, Dad sent me here for two reasons—to bring Julien home and

breaking ties with the Lovelace family. Stop coming up with excuses

the miscarriage? You knelt and starved in the

only because you were once his favorite daughter.

remark dropped a bomb

eyes brimmed with tears as she stiffened up, paralyzed by the excruciating heartache

and bitterness. Hanging his head low, he closed his eyes from the pain that ripped through his

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