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take Zoe home.

A polite but firm barrier. "Mrs. Montgomery. Mr. Montgo

umm

tler, one of the few staff members who had ever

ined with portraits of Montgomery ancestors. Their

d on the leather sofas like a tribunal. Crystal was

fore them

. "Jensen, I require an explanation. Your behavior on the

my daughter," I sa

ing her? By screaming at a seven-year-o

d. I waited for him to defend

condition is delicate. You shouldn't have brought her to an event like this. An

my tongue. "He called your daughter a

is a child. He says things he doesn't mean.

ared, if it had been Aiden who was bullied tod

htened. He h

matters is that the media has photos. What do you think tomorrow's headli

tal will pay a visit to young Aiden. A formal apology on behalf of the family.

and went with his old flame to

urd, insulting thin

ember of hope I held for this family

bout the truth. They didn't care about Zoe. They only cared ab

understand," I said, my

sudden compliance. "You may go," Jared

dn't

"I said, I understand. I understand that in t

ing strength. "So, we won'

tened. "What are

hospitality these past few years." Then, I

absolute. They stared at me

ct. I turned, walked out of th

ok her hand, and walked straight ou

e fol

a Civic, a car that had always been a quiet symbol

inking in my rearview mirror, I felt the weig

. It felt as if I h

to the flow

e and sent a text to my best friend,

for the best divor