Auctioning My 365 Photos 7

Auctioning My 365 Photos 7

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Through their explanation, I finally understood what had happened

After the auction. I had immediately gone to them, explaining everything and informing m of my decision to divorce 

our families had been friends for generations, and my parents had entrusted them with my care before passing 

[saying goodbye || 

For years, they had treated me like their own daughter, so I could leave without

What I didn’t expect was that after I left, they thoroughly investigated Sophia 

Using their connections, they forced her to leave Manhattan that very day

They’d assumed Sophia was the root of my anger

They were wrong

Meanwhile, Blake, discovering Sophia’s disappearance and learning I had met his parents, mediately concluded I had tailed and used his parents to drive Sophia away

As revenge, he published my Intimate photos online 

When I arrived at the Reed estate, Blake was kneeling in the study while his father lashed his back with a riding crap:

Apologize! Will you apologize or no?” 

Blake’s hands were bound behind him, his back already lacerated, his shirt turn to reveal bloody flesh.||| 

His injuries looked even worse than that snowy night ten years ago when I found him in the wolf den 

Despite this, he clenched his jaw, his forehead headed with sweat from the paire 

No.“] 

You ungrateful brat:

As Mr. Reed prepared to strike again, I spoke up:|| 

Dad, that’s enough 

EmmaMr. And Mrs. Reed nished to greet me

Mr. Reed dragged me in front of Blake: Apologize to Em 

Blake knelt diere, glancing up at me. 

Though his features contorted with pain, he still managed a mocking sanile:[

She doesn’t deserve it.” 

You disrespectful childr 

A kick to his chest sent Hake sprawling to the floor

1 stopped Mr. Reed from advancing Dad, Im divorting him anyway. Please calm down. ~|| 

flake gave me a look || 

Mrs. Regil gripped my hand desperately: Tuna, your parents entrusted you to us before they passed. With his behavior, we’ve failed them terribly. We can’t let you leave Like this. || 

1 smiled gently. Don’t worry, Mom, Dad. Even after the divorce, you’ll sull be my parents. i’s mistakes aren’t your responsibilityplease don’t feel gudty Then I pressed two small objects into their palmvintage St. Christopher meals, the patron saint of travelers || 

nying to switzerland tonight and won’t be back for a while. Let these keep you both safe

ImmowastThey tried to stop me, but I was already walking awaywithout so much at a glance at Blake. The heavy oak door of the estate slammed shut behinit me 

Inside, Mr. Reed threw the riding crop to the floor, pointing accusingly at Make-||| 

that you’ve done! You drove away the best woman you’ll ever havet You don’t deserve her!]

Look what 

Blake wiped bland from his lip, laughing bitterly. Tad, Mom, only you two would fall for her act, She’s always played the victim to win your sympathy.-|| 

Shut your mouth!Mrs. Reed was furious, slapping her son for the first time.|| 

She carried you down the mountain with a fractured leg, endured three months of therapy without a single complaint about the pain. And you dare call that an 

Blake paused, then scoffed: You’re mistaken. Sophia carried me down, not Emma.]

You still have the nerve to mention that girl Mr. Reed angrily threw a stack of photos at his face 

Look! This is your socalled innocent, pure angelt || 

The images scatteredsophia tangled with CEOs, heirs, married men. Some were more explicit than my leaked photos.

This isBlake looked up sharply. Did Emas give these to you? Don’t be fooled by herr

We found these ourselves!Mrs. Reed thrust a USB into his hands. Watch. Then tell me who’s been lying to you.[

The videos played Sophia, in various beds, her body bending in ways that made one thing irrefutable:|| 

Her legs were perfectly healthy

But on that snowy night, the girl who carried him had fractured her leg, hadn’t she?

Mrs. Reed waped away tears: Emana saved the wrong person. After rescuing you, she went to a private facility to recover. I visited her for three monthssteel pins through the bune, yet she never made a sound. And this is how you repay herr 

Blake swayed slightly—|| 

Three months in a recovery facility

Was this the read reason lie hadn’t seen Emina after waking up

He had thought Emma was heartless, not visiting him for three months, while a young girl remained devotedly by his side.]

But now

Where are you going? Mr. Reed barked as Blake staggered up ropes snapping from his bloodied wrists

To bring her home- 

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Auctioning My 365 Photos

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