Eva's POV "Why does it feel like I walked into a battlefield?” Her gaze swept slowly across the room, taking in the stiff expressions, the lingering hostility, Ethan’s cold posture beside me, and the way nobody seemed remotely calm anymore. A faint crease appeared between her brows. “What is going on here?” she asked, her voice calm but carrying enough authority to quiet even the tension itself. The silence lasted barely a second. Anna was the first to move. She pushed back her chair quickly and stood, clearly eager to speak before anyone else could. “Mother, this entire dinner has become chaotic because of Ethan and his fiancée,” she began, her tone carrying restrained indignation. “That girl has been disrespecting this family from the moment she sat down, and Ethan has
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