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Ethan and Mason agreed that no matter who I chose at that time, the other person would suppress all the thoughts in his heart that he should not have, and from now on he would only be an ordinary friend.
However, neither of them expected that I had no choice.
Why was this happening?
Why did it end like this?
They looke at each other and complained.
Why did they come up with such a bad idea?
Even if it was earlier and slower at that time, maybe the three of them would have maintained their previous friendship better than now, and it would be extremly difficult to even see me.
The helicopter landed on the roof of the building.
Mason and Ethan were thrown down by the bodyguards without a figure, and it wasn’t long before the helicopter took off again.
Hearing the rumbling sound of the roof, Qiana hurriedly came up to check.
Seeing Ethan and Mason’s state, Qiana’s eyes welled up.
“Are you okay?”
she asked anxiously, untying their bonds.
Ethan rubbed his aching wrists, his expression, cold, barely glancing at her as he headed downstairs.
eeking an outlet.
Mason was simmering with anger, seeking an outlet.
Qiana offered them water.
“You went to Miami? Did you find Lanie? How did you know about… me?”
She nervously twisted her sleeve.
She was self–reassuring: they’d come back like this because they’d been unsuccessful in Miami.
Lanie had the perfect life, a loving family, and everything she desired.
She shouldn’t compete with her for Ethan and Mason!
She maintained a sweet smile, though her heart pounded.
Ethan’s eyes narrowed.
“What? We didn’t tell you, we went to Miami. How did you know? What else do you know?”
Mason’s face darkened, his grip on Qiana’s hand tightening.
“What have you done? Tell us! Don’t make us investigate.”
“Did you say or do something that drove Lanie away?!”
Qiana’s heart skipped a beat.
Her usual facade of helplessness surfaced.
“I… I didn’t… Lanie’s parents are in Miami. She told me.”
“She wasn’t in LA, so I assumed she was in Miami. What? Is she not?”
But this time, there was no softening.
Ethan and Mason weren’t fools.
Before, they’d chosen to believe, deceiving themselves, to trigger my jealousy. Regardless of Qiana’s words, they sided with her,
This was different.
Mason’s grip tightened, leaving marks on Qiana’s arm.
“Aren’t you going to tell the truth?”
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He turned to Ethan. Ethan, maybe we need to give her a lesson to get her to cooperate.”
Ethan’s face was devoid of emotion.
He tapped the table, his voice colder.
Do you want to keep your job? If you don’t want to lose everything and return to your village, then confess.”
That sealed Qiana’s fate.
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