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At least from her perspective, Sienna's trap had been executed flawlessly.

She turned to leave, but the bodyguards immediately blocked her path.

Quincy's face was terrifyingly cold. "You didn't really think you could pull a stunt like this and just walk out the front door, did you?"

Winona kept her back straight. She didn't look at anyone in the room, not even Zachary, who sat quietly to the side.

He was looking down, casually thumbing the gun in his hand, almost as if he were waiting for her to plead for help. Or perhaps he didn't care at all.

Winona asked in a flat tone, "What do you want?"

Furious, Quincy kicked her forcefully in the stomach.

Winona hadn't expected the sudden physical assault. The impact sent her tumbling backward, and she nearly coughed up blood.

"What do I want?! What do you think? You ruined Sienna's most important night and almost let your psychopath father kill her! Do you really think the Wynn family is just going to let this go? Winona, I'm making sure you never walk out of these doors!"

Julian jumped at the threat. Seeing Winona collapsed on the floor from the kick, he instinctively stepped forward. "Dad, why are you hitting a woman?"

He reached out to help Winona up, but she flinched and pulled away.

Julian's hands grasped at empty air, and a flush of embarrassment and anger hit him. "Do you seriously think I wanted to help you? What you did tonight crossed every line! You better apologize to Dad right now, or things are going to get really bad for you!"

Winona wanted to laugh, but the motion pulled at her bruised stomach, making her wince in pain.

Zachary's friends were still lingering in the room. Quentin, who despised Winona more than anyone, was hovering around Sienna with the Wynn family. Drake looked equally tense, refusing to let go of Sienna's hand until Vanessa nudged him. Realizing he was being too obvious, he quickly stepped back.

Meanwhile, Jude sat lazily in the corner, acting as if none of this was his business. He casually swirled a glass of liquor in his hand.

Now, he slowly set the glass down but kept quiet.

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