Annika quickly grabbed the phone and exclaimed, "Dad... That’s Ms. Chloe's phone. What are you doing?"

Donovan seemed to realize he had gone too far and remembered that it was my phone. He sneaked a glance at me.

I observed the scene calmly and didn’t bother to offer any polite gestures or reassurances like “It's okay” or “It’s not a big deal.”

I watched them coldly as a detached spectator.

Annika kept apologizing to me.

"You don't need to apologize, Annika. I'll compensate her if the phone is broken. You don’t need to act like this in front of them!” Arton said protectively.

I didn’t know why, but his actions comforted me. It was clear that Arton genuinely cared for his sister and tried to protect her.

Arton looked displeased and glanced at me again. "Are you two the cause of this trouble? Explain it to me right now. Who are you two? Don't mention Melanie again. I don't know her."

I looked at Arton coldly. "I used to be Melanie's sister-in-law. Now do you know who I am?"

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