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Chapter 392:

Jewell’s face drained of color at Wyatt’s reply.

Conroy still had no intention of welcoming him back into the Stewart family, and if he divorced Della now, he would truly be left with nothing.

Sensing Wyatt wasn’t bluffing, Jewell scrambled to backpedal. “I was just mouthing off; you can’t possibly take that seriously p>

But Wyatt didn’t even glance his way.

Desperate, Jewell turned to Della. “Are you going to talk some sense into him, or do you p>

“Why would I?” Della cut him off coolly. “Haven’t you been dying for me to step aside for Kamila? Well, congratulations, today you’ll get your wish p>

“Enough of this nonsense!” Jewell snapped. “If you don’t care about the Stewart family’s name, fine, but at least think about the Hardy family’s reputation p>

At that, Della’s lips pressed into a thin line.

While the Hardy family couldn’t quite match the Stewart family’s influence, they remained one of Kretol’s elite families. Both Della and her sister, Holley Hardy, had married for business alliances. Yet only Holley had drawn the longer straw, her marriage to Jeffery Green far less turbulent.

When Lucian walked into Hillside Villa, the tension in the air hit him like a wall. After a polite round of greetings, he wisely fell silent.

Jewell, worried Wyatt might really have Lucian draft a divorce agreement, was about to drive Lucian away when Wyatt’s icy voice cut in. “Why are you here, Jewell p>

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Only then did Jewell remember why he had actually come here.

He wasn’t here for Della at all. He had come to ask Wyatt to save Rory. But after their spat, the request stuck in his throat.

Then, in the thick of the silence, Jewell’s phone rang. He answered the call, and Rory’s panicked voice burst through.

“Dad! Come get me! If you don’t bring the money fast, they’re gonna chop my fingers off p>

“Rory, you… Listen! Let my son go, or p>

The call cut off abruptly, slicing Jewell’s words in half.

The room froze. Everyone had heard Rory’s voice just now, loud and clear.

After Conroy’s scolding the other day, Rory had taken to idling his time away. Amelia had heard bits of gossip about him, but she had never imagined Rory would have the nerve to gamble.

Jewell’s embarrassment evaporated in an instant. “Wyatt.” He pressed urgently. “No matter what, Rory is your younger brother. Help him this one time p>