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Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 110

Mom patted my hand, her voice filled with concern. "Elsa didn't say anything bad. She just mentioned a few things to us."

Dad nodded. "We're just worried you might be taking the wrong path. Of course, it's best if that's not the case."

I understood they were only concerned. They had always respected my decision to start my own business without interfering. So, to ease their worries, I softened my tone. "I'm not. Didn't Elsa tell you I went with Eric?"

Upon hearing Eric's name, Mom's and Dad's expressions immediately brightened, their earlier worries dissipating.

"Oh, if it's Eric, that's a different story. He's really looking out for you."

Mom pulled me close, her curiosity barely contained. "Did he buy you that evening gown, too?"

I nodded, not bothering to hide the truth.

When they heard this, Dad seemed pleased, but Jack just scoffed in disbelief. "You're not even divorced yet and you're already flirting with other men? How shameless can you be?"

Unfazed, I pointed to Elsa, who stood behind Jack. "Some people seduce married men, cause countless scandals, and still aren't embarrassed. Why should I feel ashamed? And also…"

I smiled and locked eyes with Jack. "Some people pretend to be siblings while secretly harboring feelings for each other and don't feel embarrassed either. Why should I?"

The two of them immediately went silent, their expressions darkening. Elsa looked like she was about to burst into tears as her hands clutched Jack's sleeve.

"Jane, I swear there's nothing between me and Jeremiah. Jack only sees me as his sister."

The moment she spoke, I noticed the brief tension in Jack's expression as he stood frozen. Elsa noticed it too. She quickly and subtly grabbed his hand.

I couldn't help but admire her ability to navigate between two men without any pressure.

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