They've crossed too many lines

Edward shifted, a grin on his face. "Oh really, Jeff? And what makes you think I played the song I wrote, wrong? I seem to recall that you are not even able to play the piano."

Edward still didn't know that his fake brother had been deceiving them all these years. To him, Jeff remained the same stupid kid he had lived with.

There was an uproar among the guests, each guest questioning if Jeff was right or wrong.

With her brows knitted and her lips curled into a snarl, Rachael's face twisted into a mask of fury. "What an ungrateful boy! What do you think you are doing? arriving without warning and now asserting to know whether something is amiss."

Jeff casually replied, "I know what is wrong, and what is wrong is that your angelic son played the last note wrong."

"Why are you doing this?"

Jeff said, "Because you must regret it," with a hint of humor mixed in with the coldness.

His gaze met Rachael's as a vortex swirled inside of him.

When Rachael realized what he had said, she recoiled,
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