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    Money was usually the driving force behind everything. Elora’s offer hit the crowd like a ssh of cold water on hot oil, immediately stirring excitement.


    Those who had been unsure were now captivated by the promise of cash. No legal responsibility and a million-dor reward—who could say no to that?


    Katelyn’s expression grew serious. She had only dealt with Elora’s enthusiastic supporters who didn’t know the full story. Now, she was facing a crowd of desperate individuals, and the difference was clear.


    Elora shouted louder, “I don’t care how you do it. Whoever kills her gets the money. The chance to make a fortune is right here. Take it if you can!”


    Katelyn couldn’t help but sneer, her gaze filled with scorn as she looked at Elora. “So this is your version of noble behavior? You’ve given me a new take on what it means to be a ‘princess.''”


    “Anyone who wants my money has to do this job. Katelyn, today is yourst day!” Elora’s fury boiled over.


    From their first meeting, Katelyn had seemed like a looming danger, as though something vital to Elora was about to be stolen. A relentless voice in her head told her that only by eliminating Katelyn could she avoid even worse trouble.


    Lise stifled herughter, quickly adjusting her position to capture the crucial moment on camera. Once Katelyn was gone, Elora would no longer face any threats.


    The allure of money had driven people to madness, with some drawing their knives without a second thought. To them, Katelyn was no longer a person, but a prize worth a million dors.


    Talking to these people was useless. Only force could change their minds.


    Katelyn’s hand instinctively moved to her pistol, her mind bracing for the worst.


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    As the tension thickened and a fight seemed imminent, a cold voice cut through the noise.


    “Elora!”


    The voice was sharp, tinged with anger. Elora froze, her face turning pale as she turned to see who had spoken.


    Katelyn followed her gaze to the source of the voice. Bartley stood a few steps away, his face dark and his eyes locked on Elora.


    Katelyn remembered Bartley from theirst encounter. Elora’s fierce hatred for Katelyn had been fueled not only by her upbringing but also by her intense jealousy over Bartley.


    Katelyn straightened, sensing that Elora’s feelings toward Bartley were far moreplicated than mere love. It seemed Elora viewed him as her personal possession, something no one else could touch.


    Her only encounter with Bartley had been when Elora tried to take her hotel room, and Bartley, as the hotel owner, had stepped in to mediate. Elora had seen that small incident as proof of Katelyn’s supposed attempt to steal Bartley from her.


    Elora’s calm facade crumbled instantly, shifting from anger to frantic defensiveness.


    “Bartley, you have to believe me. It’s not what it looks like. I only meant to teach her a lesson,” Elora stuttered, reaching out for Bartley, but he pulled back. His eyes were filled with unmistakable disappointment.


    “Elora, your actions havepletely changed how I see you. It seems you’ve ignored everything I’ve told you before.”<fn9b9a> For more chapters visit FindN()vel</fn9b9a>


    Elora’s voice trembled with a hint of tears. “I haven’t forgotten. If you’re still willing to talk to me, I’ll do whatever you ask.”


    Despite her high status, she now appeared humble, tearful, and apologetic. The sharp contrast between her current humility and her previous arrogance left Katelyn momentarily stunned. What kind of love could make someone of such high status lower herself sopletely?


    Lise, standing nearby, was nearly beside herself with frustration. Despite Elora’s impressive background, it seemed Lise felt an overwhelming urge to pull Elora together.


    At that moment, Bartley’s deep, serious voice cut through the tension.


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