“Wait… can someone tell me what’s going on here? Is Ty actually lying about the flowers?” Amy’s voice broke the silence, edged with a hope that clung to the possibility of an easy answer—one that wouldn’t leave her bruised by betrayal.Her eyes searched Ty’s face for a tell. A lie, even a feeble one, would be better than watching another girl receive flowers that were meant—she thought—for her.Ty’s confident smirk didn’t waver. “Come on. Do you really think Wayne—Wayne—could have afforded those flowers? He’s been a charity case since high school. Obviously, he’s trying to steal the spotlight now that we’re all grown. I can’t believe y’all are this gullible.”The air thickened. All eyes flicked between Ty and Wayne. True, Wayne had never been the one anyone expected to shine. But then again… he had just ordered bottles of wine none of them could pronounce and offered to split the food bill without hesitation.Before the tension could tip into chaos, Wayne pressed the call button. Mome

“You have to divorce Wayne, Lena. He’s not of any good to us in this family, and I don’t know why you’re so stubborn,” her mother, Gift, pressed, her expression steely. Wayne stood there silently, his face blank. He knew better than to argue—his voice wasn’t welcome in this conversation. “Mom, Wayne isn’t the problem. It’s them. They’ve never accepted you as part of the family, not since I was born,” Lena said, her voice cracking with frustration. “Wayne isn’t the problem—it’s them.” “I’ll make sure you get that director position, Lena. If that’s what you want, I’ll do it,” Wayne said firmly, but was quickly silenced by Gift’s cold, withering glare. Lena didn’t know what to believe anymore, so she simply turned away, pretending she hadn’t heard him. “When the celebration is over, I’m going to see Grandma myself,” Lena declared. “She has no right to claim that Peter and James supported me. They don’t even know how I got that deal! They’re just trying to rob me…” Her voice faltered