**The Unseen Kingdom That Followed Me Into Every Dream by Alyndra Meron Valeen 199**
Jack’s eyes burned with a fierce intensity, a storm brewing within them. “He slapped me! How can I possibly just walk away from that?!” His voice trembled with barely contained rage, the words spilling out like hot lava.
Sandy, ever the instigator, leaned forward, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Why are you so worked up?” she replied, her tone dripping with gleeful malice. “Once that man arrives, we can tell him everything. I can just imagine him ordering his bodyguard to wipe the floor with this nobody. We just need to make sure this is an issue even Victor can’t ignore… and then this pathetic excuse for a man is finished.”
Jack’s frown deepened, uncertainty flickering across his face. “And what if I decide to fight him?” The question hung in the air, heavy with the weight of potential consequences.
Sandy’s smirk widened, her eyes glinting with mischief. “Then you’ll just humiliate yourself and make our family look like a bunch of barbarians. Do you really want that? But if we choose to do nothing, we can easily paint him as the aggressor and ourselves as innocent victims seeking justice. It’s a win-win for us.”
After a moment of contemplation, Jack finally nodded, the tension in his shoulders easing slightly. “Okay, you’ve got a point there.”
He turned his gaze toward me, his expression shifting as he took a few deep breaths to regain his composure. Then, with a snarl that was both fierce and defiant, he declared, “I’m the bigger man here, you know. That’s why I’m letting you go. But as Claire’s brother and the future heir of this family, I have every right to question your worthiness as her partner.”
With a sweeping gesture, he pointed at the gifts Claire had brought with her. “Tell me, do you honestly think this junk is good enough for a family as prestigious as ours?”
“Normie,” he continued, his disdain palpable, “we are an elite family. Claire is stunning, and today marks our beloved grandmother’s birthday. Is this really the best you can muster to demonstrate your sincerity? If this is your best effort, forgive my bluntness, but you’re simply not fit for our family. You should get the hell out of here.”
At that moment, Claire stepped forward, her eyes blazing with indignation as she positioned herself protectively in front of me. “Our sincerity isn’t up for you to judge, Jack. These gifts are for Grandma, not for you. Look closely—if you aren’t blind—these are all Grandma’s favorite foods. What’s wrong with that? Why should Sebastian have to replace his gifts?”


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