Sean clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.

He never imagined his own family could be so despicable.

Fiona shrieked, "Sean, we're your blood relatives! How dare you take their side over ours?"

Jason sneered, "Having a brother like you is downright embarrassing."

Sean's chest heaved with barely contained rage.

His icy gaze swept over them as he growled, "What you did to Jenna will come back to haunt you."

Without another word, he turned on his heel and left.

Victor chased him to the doorway, bellowing, "Ungrateful wretch! Don't you dare come back!"

The elevator doors closed just as Sean's eyes finally reddened.

Back in the living room, Victor slammed the door violently.

"That traitor! Defending that little slut!"

Heidi chimed in with false concern, "If word gets out about Jenna working as an escort at Studio 54, we'll be the laughingstock of Los Angeles."

Fiona's eyes gleamed with greed. "Those places must pay well, right?"

Jason scoffed. "High-end clubs like that? Thousands per night, easy."

"Disgusting!" Victor spat. "I wouldn't touch that dirty money!"

Fiona lowered her voice. "That sickly Milo won't last much longer. Maybe we could..."

Heidi caught on immediately. "If we control Milo, Jenna will have to pay up."

Jason suddenly pounded the table. "I've got it!"

He whipped out his phone. "We'll demand $40,000 hush money, or we'll expose her escort gig!"

The moment he hit send, a red exclamation mark appeared.

"Damn it!" Jason exploded. "That bitch blocked me!"

Heidi's face darkened. "What just happened?"