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Ava’s pov "What brings you here?" my mother inquired, attempting to mask her apprehension. "Cease this charade and tell me what you are plotting," I demanded, my gaze fixated on Mia. Mia's lips curled into a sly grin as she regarded me with an air of condescension. "Oh, Ethan, my dear, what a delightful surprise! I had no idea you would be gracing us with your presence." "Enough with the pleasantries," I retorted, my voice quivering with rage. "Explain yourself, woman!" My mother's attempts at pacifying me fell on deaf ears as I bellowed, demanding to know the truth. Why were they conspiring against me? What had transpired between them? And what payment did Mia speak of? My mother's voice was lost in the tempest of my fury. I would not be placated until I had answers. I cut her off,