Was Elora’s frustration tied to the situation with Amiri?
A sudden, piercing look crossed Vincent’s face.
Without hesitation, Katelyn stood up and matched Elora’s stride.
Out of nowhere, Katelyn shouted, “Elora!”
Elora stopped and turned to face her, but the sight of her face made Katelyn freeze in shock.
How could this be?
Although Elora still maintained her delicate and sweet features, there were unmistakable signs of cosmetic enhancements around her eyes and nose. Katelyn was taken aback. Had Elora really resorted to plastic surgery? Was she unaware of her naturally stunning beauty? Her once porcelain-like face now seemed altered by an artificial, silicone-enhanced look.
When Elora noticed Katelyn, her expression turned furious. “How dare you appear before me? Do you think I won’t harm you here in Granville? Don’t be fooled into thinking you’re safe just because we’re not in my hometown!”
Elora’s animosity was evident. She blamed Katelyn for all her sufferings and losses. If not for Katelyn, she would still be the cherished heir to a vast fortune, not the dispossessed former heiress she was now.
Katelyn’s gaze hardened as she looked directly at Elora. “Are you actually rational today?”
Elora’s prior erratic actions might have truly been just a facade.
“Katelyn, if not for you, how could my life have turned out this way?” Elora said venomously, her surgically altered features making her look slightly terrifying. “One day, I’ll make sure you endure a slow torment to quench my thirst for vengeance.”
If glares could be deadly, Elora’s would have struck Katelyn dead right there. Katelyn was momentarily shocked, but quickly, her determination flared.
“You should be saying that to yourself. How dare you harm Carol?” Th?s chapter is updated by Find[?]ovel.net
She was resolved not to let Elora escape justice. She would see to it that Elora was held accountable under the law. After all, Granville and Yata were separate nations with markedly different judicial systems.
In this place, claims of nobility held no sway. Elora crossed her arms and sneered dismissively. “What are you implying? I have no idea what you’re suggesting.”
Katelyn, having anticipated Elora’s feigned ignorance, narrowed her eyes with a dangerous spark. “Elora, spare me the charades. Consider this a warning. If there’s a next time, I won’t be so forgiving.”
A trace of apprehension flickered in Elora’s eyes. Katelyn’s stare seemed to cut through the tension like a sharp blade.
Vincent, who had been silent until now, stepped beside Katelyn. His presence exuded an even colder aura than Katelyn’s, casting a shadow of fear so evident that Elora was trembling uncontrollably. Her eyes grew wide, and her voice caught in her throat.
“Elora, remember, we’re in Granville now.”
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