York stubbornly pushed Peter's hand away and took a pained step toward Claudia.
"I'll handle this," he promised. "I swear, it won't happen again."
Claudia met his gaze with a cold smile.
"Tell me, York," she said. "Why couldn't your grandfather and father touch a nobody like Ann?"
York flinched as if struck, his body swaying violently. Peter rushed to support him.
"My family may be bankrupt," Claudia continued, "but my network of connections is a hundred, a thousand times stronger than Ann's, isn't it?"
She listed them off. "I have the young master of the Sayer family, the third son of the Harvest family, Mr. Cyrus from Grant Manor, the international lawyer Hugh who's on the global rich list, and even the prince..."
"They may have been my patients, but they are also my friends—friends I earned through sincerity. If I asked, they would help me, even against your family."
Her voice was chillingly calm. "So why? Why were your father and grandfather afraid to touch a nobody like Ann, yet they come after my family again and again?"
York didn't want to hear the words she was about to say. He pressed a hand to his chest, panic flashing in his eyes.
"This is all my fault," he said desperately. "I promise I won't let them bother you again. Just trust me one more time."
"Because Ann was the woman you protected with your life," Claudia said, her voice like ice, "and I, Claudia, am the woman you trampled into the dust!"
"Please," York begged, his voice almost a whisper. "I'm begging you, don't say any more."

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