Chapter 118 One Throne, Two Queens


    <b>Vera’s </b>POV


    Finished


    My rage shot through the roof. That aloof, condescending look on her face made my teeth itch with fury.


    Just when I thought I was going to explode, she finally opened her mouth–slow and calm, her tone sharp as ice,


    “Miss Vera, is all this just because of Kirby?”


    That sentence stabbed straight into my heart. I froze for a split second, a wave of panic shing through me.


    But I quickly pulled myself together. No point pretending anymore in front of her.


    I was going to make it clear–Kirby was mine. No one could take him.


    “At least you know,” I replied coldly. “Since your marriage contract is already broken, stay far away from him. Don’t let me catch you circling around him again, or don’t me me for being rude.”


    That was harsh enough, right?


    But she just gave me a sideways nce and let out a sharp, mockingugh.


    <i>That </i>look, that smirk–it was like she wasughing at me for dreaming too big.


    “I’ve never had a habit of picking up garbage,” she said, breezy and indifferent. “You should go tell him not to show up in my sight.”


    Garbage? Did she justpare Kirby to garbage?


    What gave her the right to look down on him like that?


    Did she really think every she–wolf on the was supposed to worship Kirby?


    This woman–was she blind? Or was she just deliberately trying to provoke me?


    I was shaking with fury. “You-”


    I gritted my teeth, but not a single word came out.


    Her beauty was so sharp it almost hurt to look at. Her aura was overwhelming, making it hard to even breathe. That innate confidence and nobility that radiated from her bones–that was something I could never reach, no matter how hard I tried.


    I was choking on the unfairness of it all.


    Why did she get everything good in the world?


    Why was the person I couldn’t have the one <i>she </i>didn’t even want?


    It was like getting pped across the face–hard.


    She didn’t even bother wasting more words on me. She just tilted her head slightly, gaze cool and arrogant as she looked me over.


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    “<b>You </b>want to cklist Lorde?” she said, voice full of challenge. “Well, I’ll make him a star.”


    “I just want you to know exactly who really runs this ce.”


    She was openly dering war.


    She thought she could walk all over me?


    She thought she could control everything?


    I couldn’t swallow this humiliation. I bit back hard. “Fine, Leslic. You think I’m afraid of you?”


    But I was already being crushed by her presence. I could barely breathe, but I couldn’t let her see that I was losing.


    She just looked at me with a calm, cold smirk tugging at her lips.


    “I hope you’ll still be this confident a few hours from now,” she said.


    Then she turned and walked in, leaving me standing there trembling with rage.


    She thought she’d won?


    She was wrong. Dead wrong.


    I, Vera, will never let her keep riding high.


    Just wait and see, Leslie. You’re going to pay for this..


    Leslie’s POV


    I pushed open the ss doors of Aurora Entertainment. The chilled air mixed with a faint perfume scent, and neon light reflected wildly off the ss walls.


    Behind me, Vera hurried in after me, her steps loud and fast–like a little wolf desperate to be noticed.


    I nced at her, said nothing, and headed straight to the front desk.


    The receptionist’s eyes lit up the moment she saw me. Her voice turned respectful, practically reverent. “Miss Leslie, here to see Mr. Michael? He’s going to be thrilled!”


    I gave a small nod and a polite smile. “Is he in? Can I go straight up?”


    “Of course!”


    The receptionist quickly stepped out from behind the desk and led the way to the elevator, pressing the button as smoothly and carefully as if she were afraid to dy me even one second.


    Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Vera standing off to the side, her expression dark and thunderous, like the sky before a storm.


    Naturally, she couldn’t take being ignored.


    She shrieked at the receptionist, her voice sharp as nails on a chalkboard. “Are you blind? Didn’t you see <i>me </i>standing here too?!”


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    Her tone grated so hard I nearly burst outughing.


    Finished


    The receptionist froze, then calmly gave Vera a once–over and replied with a straight face, “You must be one of Audrey’s fans? The cosmetic surgery turned out alright, but unfortunately Audrey isn’t signed with ourpany.”


    I nearly choked trying not tough.


    Audrey? That sh–in–the–pan idol who built her whole career off her looks?


    Vera’s face did resemble hers a bit–but that jab was brutal and perfect.


    This receptionist?


    A dangerous tongue on her.


    And I loved it.