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With an excuse handed to him, Jeffrey took the opportunity. “Alright.”

And just like that.

He'd managed to sneak in without a hitch.

Gregory finally breathed a sigh of relief.

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He'd been worrying about what he’d do if Mr. Hanson couldn't get in. He couldn't just leave him sitting alone in

the villa for hours, after all.

“Thank goodness,‘ Gregory thought.

‘Ms. Jensen really is the best!’ he added to himself.

“lan, that jerk, toldto bring you this gift,” Jessica announced once they reached the living room. She dug a

fancy box out of her bag and gave it to Rebecca. “He wants you to put it on, then | have to snap a pic and send it

to him as proof.”

“Huh?” Rebecca blinked, looking confused.

‘That seriously doesn’t sound like something he’d say, Rebecca thought to herself.

Jessica shot her a knowing look, raising her eyebrows.

Rebecca got the message instantly.

She kind of thought it was silly, but hey-when your best friend asks, you do what she says.

She popped open the slick box, and there it was—a gorgeous necklace, glimmering with tiny diamonds, the pink

diamond in the pendant so pretty it made her heart skip.

“He designed it himself,” Jessica said, looping the necklace around her neck. Then she added, her voice soft and

serious, “He also wantedto tell you-no matter what changes in your life, you'll always be our princess.”

Rebecca looked down at the pendant, twirling it between her fingers, a soft smile blooming on her lips.

She totally got what they were saying.

And she knew he really did care about her.

“Alright, let’s snap a pic,” Jessica said, pulling out her phone.

Rebecca struck a pose for the camera, all smiles and totally cooperative.

Gregory felt a wave of anxiety watching this, sneaking a glance at Jeffrey from the corner of his eye.

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‘Mr. Hanson is probably mad,’ Gregory worried to himself.

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“Send someone to the pink diamond mines in Australia and the gem mines in Namibia,” Jeffrey ordered, showing

zero sign of anger. In moments like this, he only wondered why Rebecca still liked getting diamonds from

someone else.

‘Is it that | haven't given her enough? Or maybe she just doesn’t really like the ones I've picked out for her? he

thought.

Gregory instantly got the hint. “Got it.”

Jeffrey nodded, his gaze locked on Rebecca, who was busy texting lan after the photos were sent. He stood up

and walked over to her.

A shadow fell over them, and both Rebecca and Jessica looked up in unison.

“Where's Mom and Samuel?” Jeffrey asked, his gaze still lingering on Rebecca's face, not missing the smile that

lingered there.

“Upstairs,” Rebecca replied.

Jeffrey asked politely, “Can | go up?”

Rebecca said, “Samuel's room is on the second floor, first door on the right.”

Basically, that’s the only room you can go into.

Any other place is off-limits to him.

Jeffrey’s voice was low. “Alright.”

Jessica was totally baffled.

Her head was practically spinning with question marks.

After watching him leave the living room and head upstairs, she scooted over to Rebecca and whispered, “You're

wearing a necklace lan personally gave you, and that’s his only reaction?”

Normally, wouldn't he be a little jealous and then have someone send over something even bigger?

Or maybe he’d act all chill on the outside, but inside, he’d be burning with jealousy.

“He’s done stuff like this before,” Rebecca said, not surprised at all. “The wedding dress, all the jewelry and

accessories for that day-he designed every single thing himself.”

Jessica just shrugged. “Whatever.”

‘Men like him—when they're good, they're really something, Jessica thought to herself.

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Rebecca could see Jessica was stressing about the whole divorce thing, so she told her, “Yeah, I'm planning to

sue for divorce.” With Gregory sitting right there, she just kept it vague and left out all the messy details.

After heading upstairs, Jeffrey went straight to Samuel's room.

When he walked in, Samuel was talking into his smartwatch, saying, “Bring everything up later, but make sure

Mom doesn’t notice, okay?”

Mark Mason's steady, businesslike voice cthrough the watch. “Understood.”

Samuel added, “Just have it all here by 2:30 at the latest.”

Mark said, “No problem.”

After finishing the call, Samuel finally let out a sigh of relief.

As Samuel was tidying up his big desk by the window, Jeffrey spoke up, “What are you up to behind your mom’s

back?”

Samuel froze for a moment, then spun around.

When he realized it was Jeffrey, a quick flash of excitement showed in his eyes, but he covered it instantly,

putting on a proud little face. “Did you get Mom's permission to be here?”

“I brought a gift, so she letin,” Jeffrey said, making himself comfortable in Samuel's chair.

“Oh.” Samuel nodded.

Jeffrey glanced at him playfully. “And you? What sneaky business are you up to?”

“Huh?” Samuel blinked, looking confused.

‘What is he talking about?’ Samuel wondered, totally lost.

“So, what did your ten dads give your mom?” Jeffrey teased, clearly having fun with it.

“That's not something an uncle like you should be asking about,” Samuel replied, putting on his most serious

face, his round eyes extra earnest. “And don’t even think about stealing their moves, either.”

A flicker of amusement danced in Jeffrey’s dark eyes.

He reached out his hand with a gentle smile. “Chere and letgive you a dad-hug.”

Samuel shot him a look, struggled inside for a moment, then stubbornly shook his head. “No.”

Jeffrey simply stretched out his long arms and scooped Samuel into his embrace, his voice low and soothing as

always. “Why are you acting so sassy at your age?”

Samuel squirmed twice, trying to break free.

Jeffrey just held him even tighter.

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Samuel bumped his chest a couple of times, making Jeffrey's brow wrinkle ever so slightly in pain.

“Enough with the fuss. Dad’s got something serious to talk to you about,” Jeffrey said, still hugging Samuel close,

his voice carrying that calming magic.

“It’s Mr. Hanson.” Samuel corrected, firm.

Jeffrey followed his lead, still playing along. “Alright, Mr. Hanson.”

For the next half hour or so, they just spent ttogether. Amelia passed by, saw them, and paused for a

moment, but didn’t say anything. If Jeffrey was upstairs, it almost certainly meant Rebecca had allowed it.

As a mom, all Amelia could do was give Rebecca the strength and support she needed to stand by her decisions.

As for what path Rebecca chose, that was completely her call.

Amelia kept her distance, letting her daughter handle things her own way.

Rebecca was downstairs chatting with Jessica when she suddenly spotted Mark Mason lugging a big cardboard

box upstairs. “Hey, what's that?” she called out.

Mark’s good-looking face stayed calm as ever. “It's Samuel's stuff,” he replied.

Rebecca nodded and didn’t press for details. She just assumed it was something Samuel had ordered.

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Before they knew it, it was already past four in the afternoon.

Rebecca was just about to take Jessica upstairs to chat with Amelia when Mark Mason suddenly slipped in,

looking super serious. “Ms. Jensen, there's a guy outside saying he’s the chairman of Guzman Group. He showed

up with four bodyguards and a secretary, and he’s asking to see you.”

Rebecca just stared, speechless.

Without missing a beat, she said, “Tell him I'm not seeing anyone.”

But before Rebecca could even finish talking, a whole group just strolled right in.

Ryan was out in front, rocking a designer suit and looking way too composed for someone crashing the place.

As soon as he locked eyes with Rebecca, he launched into his excuse: “I was gonna wait for your go-ahead, but

this old guy suddenly had slow blood sugar , so | had to bring him in and get him settled.”

Sebastian was confused as he walked in with them.

‘Low blood sugar? Since when?’ Sebastian mentally rolled his eyes, looking totally lost.

“If it bothers you, | can head back out and wait,” Ryan offered, acting totally innocent, his attention only on

Rebecca.

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“No need,” Rebecca shot back, obviously seeing right through them. “You're already here, so just take a seat.”

Honestly, if she made them leave now, they'd probably cup with seven weirder excuse to barge back

in.

So whatever.

Might as well save everyone the headache.

“Sweetheart, this is just a token from grandpa Sebastian,” Sebastian said as he took his seat. Oliver, the butler,

promptly handed over a beautifully wrapped box. “Happy birthday.”

Rebecca almost blurted out her refusal.

But she stopped herself, remembering what her mom had said-she needed to reclaim the Quinn Group.

Liam was the real boss of the Quinn family, with top-tier status, connections, and sway. If she turned him away

now, taking back what belonged to her mom might becnext to impossible.

“Ms. Rebecca, please accept it,” Oliver said, still holding the box out to her gently.

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