After that, Liora decided to head upstairs to rest, while Xavier remained on the sofa with his laptop open. Yet his mind was clearly no longer on work. He stared at the screen, but the image of Liora earlier—asking him not to be too harsh on his family—kept lingering in his thoughts.
Xavier closed the laptop and let out a long sigh. Deep down, he knew blocking his mother’s and Isabelle’s cards was a strategic move, but Liora didn’t see it from that angle. For her, family ties still mattered.
At the same time, tension was brewing in Isabelle’s room. She had just returned home, still fuming from the humiliating scene at the mall. Throwing her bag onto the bed, she grabbed her phone.
“This is outrageous!” she muttered, punching in her mother’s number.
The call connected, and Madam Amanda’
