?Chapter 107:


    Demi felt belittled under Ellie’s scornful gaze. She saw Ellie as a cruel beauty.


    Frightened, Demiplied, “Grand… Grandma!”


    “Remember, show her respect!” Ellie tilted her head slightly, narrowing the distance between them. Her voice was soft yetced with a threatening undertone. “Listen, Demi, there’s something you need to understand. Someone switched our identities, causing you to live a difficult life while I enjoyed a fortunate one. However, please remember that I am not the one at fault in this incident. Treating you with respect is a choice I make. If you exploit that, it’s on you. Like in this situation, if I choose to assert myself, you have no choice but to ept it. Let’s keep Grandma out of our disputes, alright?”


    Ellie, known for her supposed gentleness, revealed a fierce side.


    Clearly, she was so violent! Had everyone been mistaken about her?


    Demi, grudgingly acknowledging her fear, nodded. “I understand.”


    “I hope you truly understand. And if Grandma suffers because of you again, you’ll regret it.”


    “Never again,” Demi stammered, her legs shaking.


    Ellie let her go but not before delivering one final shove against the car for emphasis. Demi yelped in pain.


    Erick, witnessing the scene, was utterly astounded.


    He had never witnessed this formidable side of Ellie, which surpassed even the incident when she had pped him.


    In his view, Ellie was the epitome of elegance and gentleness, an archetype of a dignifieddy, albeit somewhat unexciting.


    It was only now that Erick realized he had barely scratched the surface of understanding Ellie.


    “Erick…” Demi gazed at him with a look of despair.


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    Snapping out of his thoughts, Erick rushed to Demi’s aid. “Ellie, this is too much!”


    “Oh? Mr. Thorpe, nning to defend your girlfriend? Ready for a fight?” Ellie tilted her head slightly, challenging him with her stare. Her expression boldly said, “Fine, go ahead!”


    She knew he was likely no match for her.


    “I don’t engage in fights with women!” Erick tried to calm his racing heart. Strangely, he found Ellie’s aura captivating at that moment.


    As Ellie turned to leave, she caught sight of Kaiden’s Maybach, which had silently returned and was now parked a short distance away. The window lowered, revealing Kaiden’s striking features, his eyes gleaming with amusement as he observed her.


    Ten minutester,


    Ellie sat in the back of the Maybach, her hands ced demurely on her knees, resembling a child caught in a misdeed.


    “So, Mrs. Thorpe, is this your idea of a discussion?” Kaiden’s fingers drummed on the armrest.


    Ellie, rolling her eyes, muttered, “Weren’t you gone?”


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