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    “Yes,” the butler replied, quickly leading Christina and herpanion away.


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    Lorraine stared after them, resentment shing in her eyes. She would never let Christina steal what was rightfully hers. Only she was worthy of bing thedy of the Miller household. No one else stood a chance. And whoever tried would regret it and pay the price.


    An hourter, with the whole estate quiet, Lorraine crept toward Christina’s room. She turned the knob and found the door unlocked, a wicked smirk spreading across her face.


    This conniving Christina wouldn’t get away with trying to take her man. She was dead set on humiliating Christina.


    Lorraine slipped inside and left the door just barely ajar. Tiptoeing toward the bed, she spotted Christina fast asleep, and a faint, smug smile yed on her lips. Lorraine pulled a lipstick from her purse, her grin twisting even darker. She popped the cap and leaned in toward Christina’s face.


    But just as Lorraine thought she was about to make it, Christina’s eyes flew open wide.


    “Ah!” Lorraine gasped, her grip loosening as the lipstick ttered to the floor.


    Before she could retreat, Christina snatched her wrist in a firm grasp.


    “What… What are you doing?” Lorraine’s eyes widened. “You weren’t asleep?”


    “Whether I was or not doesn’t give you the right to sneak into my room,” Christina said icily.


    “Your room? This is the Miller estate, for crying out loud! You’re just crashing in a guest room. Don’t get delusional,” Lorraine snapped, baring her teeth.


    Christina pped her clean across the face without a moment’s hesitation.


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    “How dare you hit me?” Lorraine shrieked, her voice breaking in outrage.


    “I hit you because you snuck in here with ill intentions,” Christina replied coolly, a sharp little smile tugging at her lips. Trying to mess with her using such a low trick? Lorraine had seriously underestimated her. She’d been wide awake the moment she heard the doorknob turn.


    “What proof do you even have that I entertained ill intentions? I just came in to check if you were asleep, and you pped me without a good reason! I’m telling Celine about this!” Lorraine shot back, dragging Celine’s name into it like a shield.


    Christina let out a cold smirk. Her eyes darkened as she twisted Lorraine’s wrist hard.


    “Ah!” Lorraine shrieked in pain as Christina pinned her arm behind her back. “It hurts! Let go of me!”


    But Christina didn’t let up. Her grip only tightened, and the sharp pain shot through Lorraine’s arm, as if it might rip straight out of the socket.


    “You’re crazy! I said let go! If Celine finds out you’re bullying me, you’re done for!” Lorraine kept wailing, her arm starting to go numb. This woman was utterly brutal!


    “Perfect,” Christina said coolly. “I’ll take you to see Celine and Kurt right now.” She started dragging Lorraine toward the door.


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