?Chapter 392:


    Elena arrived at the grand Spencer estate, a thin sheen of sweat glistening on her skin. The damp strands of hair clinging to her forehead bore testament to the oppressive weather.


    Such days had a way of making tempers run short.


    Just as Elena was about to step inside, she found herself face to face with Karen, who was on her way out.


    Karen’s expression darkened the moment she saw Elena. Her brows knitted together as she demanded sharply, “What are you doing here?” Dressed in a sleeveless dress, Karen stood on the higher step, arms crossed, chin slightly lifted—her posture radiating the same hostility as ever.


    There were steps leading up to the entrance of the Spencer family home.


    Elena stood at the base, while Karen upied a higher stance, looking down at Elena with the same hostile re as before.


    Elena’s expression turned icy, her demeanor indifferent as she reminded Karen, “Seems like you’ve forgotten something.”


    “Forgotten what?” Karen shot back, her tone as sharp as a knife.


    Elena’s cold gaze held Karen captive for a moment before she replied, “You lost our bet.”


    They had once wagered a bet, and the oue left Karen on the losing end, meaning she was obligated to refer to Elena as “boss.”


    Elena had been preupied ofte, and since it wasn’t a pressing matter, she hadn’t pushed Karen to uphold her end of the deal.


    But just because Elena had chosen silence didn’t mean Karen could act as though the bet never existed. A loss remained a loss, regardless of time.


    Elena’s eyes turned to ciers.


    Karen, just emerging from an air-conditioned room, felt the sun’s warmth redden her face, stinging her skin. But when she met Elena’s gaze, a chill slithered down her spine, sending shivers through her heart.


    Straightening her posture, Karen instinctively stood taller. The memory flooded back — she had indeed lost and was supposed to call Elena “boss” every time they crossed paths.


    But since thepetition ended, Karen hadn’t seen Elena again until now, almost letting the obligation slip from her mind.


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    Embarrassment washed over Karen as she touched her nose, her eyes darting around, unable to find her voice. The word “boss” felt like a boulder lodged in her throat.


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