?Chapter 503:


    “Evie, I want to go downstairs and soak up some sun. I have been stuck in this room for so long that I’m starting to feel like a caged bird.”


    Evie hesitated. “But your health…”


    Seeing her reluctance, I took her hand and pleaded yfully, “I have been cooped up like an old book gathering dust. I just want to step outside for a bit and then I’lle right back.”


    Evie couldn’t change my mind and finally nodded in agreement.


    Just then, Alice rushed in, her face a mask of anxiety, as if she had just run a marathon.


    “Makenna, Molly is here!” Alice panted, her breathing in quick bursts.


    At the mention of Molly, I instantly straightened, my frown deepening. “What does she want?”


    Alice’s face soured, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “She ims she’s here for a friendly visit, but I doubt it is that simple.”


    At this, Evie prepared to confront Molly. “Humph, I’ll go kick her out right now.”


    “Evie, no need to go that far,” I quickly interjected, a sly smile creeping onto my face. “I know exactly why she’s here.”


    “Why?” both Alice and Evie asked in unison.


    My smile turned icy. “If my weakened state was indeed Molly’s doing, then she’s here to check on my condition. Let here and see for herself. I want to see what she’s up to.”


    Alice frowned even deeper, clearly not on board with my n. “If that’s the case, we should just avoid her.” I understood her fear that Molly might cause me harm, so I gently patted her shoulder to reassure her. “Alice, don’t worry. Molly likely believes I am affected by the magic potion and that I will soon meet my end. She probably thinks there’s no need to do anything more to harm me now.”


    “But…” Alice hesitated, still unconvinced.


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    I remained resolute and spoke slowly. “I need her to lower her guard, to make mistakes out of arrogance. That is when I can gather more clues from her.” Seeing my determination, Evie and Alice finally relented and agreed.


    However, before facing Molly, I needed to prepare a little something so she wouldn’t realize I had made a recovery. Soon enough, I applied makeup to enhance my appearance of weakness and weariness. In the mirror, I looked ghostly pale, my lips devoid of color, and my eyes dull, as if I truly stood on the brink of death.


    Perfect! Satisfaction bloomed within me.


    Once everything was in ce, they went off to summon Molly.


    It wasn’t long before Molly made her entrance.


    She was dressed to the nines, in an extravagant gown, her hair styled to perfection, and adorned with shy jewelry. She was a stark contrast to the timid and insecure girl I had first encountered.


    When she spotted me, Molly’s eyes widened, and she covered her mouth, eximing, “Oh my god! Makenna, how did you be so frail?”


    Her voice dripped with concern, as if all our past conflicts had evaporated into thin air.


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    I watched Molly pretending to be worried about me, and a cold sneer curled in my heart.


    What a masterful fraud; no wonder she’d been able to keep Kristina in the dark for so long.


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