Regret
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Chapter 75

The hall was trembling with voices, each parent whispering louder than the next, as if determined to outdo the others in cruelty. Their eyes were fixed on Mrs. Morrelo with suspicion, disdain, and even envy. Selena stood frozen, torn between her mother’s poison and Alexander’s desperate sincerity.

Mr. Langston, who had been silently observing their stubbornness, finally sighed deeply, the weight of his authority pressing down on the room. His voice boomed across the gathering, cutting through the noise like a blade.

“You doubt my word. You question her identity. Very well,” he said, reaching into his inner pocket with slow, deliberate movements. “Since my voice is not enough for you, let me show you something you cannot deny.”

The parents leaned forward in unison, curiosity sparking in their eyes. Mrs. Vega folded her arms, her lips twitching in a mocking smile, while Mrs. Donatoes whispered something sharp in her ear, both of them laughing under their breaths.

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