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    Noticing that Cathy didn’t interrupt her again, Elyse sensed her scheme was taking hold. Cathy, born into privilege and obsessed with Wesley, was the perfect candidate to confront Elena.


    A sinister sparkle appeared in Elyse’s eyes as she continued, her voiceced with mock regret, “Elena was raised by a humble family,cking proper manners and decorum, hence her audacity to allure Wesley… I’m truly sorry for your broken engagement. You and Wesley are beautifully suited for each other, yet Elena persists…”


    Suddenly, Elyse sped her hand over her mouth, abruptly stopping herself.


    Cathy narrowed her eyes, pressing for more. “What wicked deeds has that wretch Elenamitted?” Elyse nced at Cathy, biting her lip as if struggling with an inner conflict. Impatient and tense, Cathy snapped, “Out with it! Don’t hold back, or you’ll regret it!”


    Elyse trembled slightly, as if afraid. “Miss Garrett, it was actually I who sent you the video of Elena trying to entice Wesley. I truly wanted to stop her froming between you two, but when I couldn’t, I feltpelled to warn you that way. Besides that video, I’ve seen Elena attempt to charm Wesley multiple times. Miss Garrett, I never imagined Elena would actually seed in breaking your engagement with Wesley.”


    “Elena! I’ll make her pay!” Cathy’s mind raced, her sanity fraying at the edges.


    Her eyes zed with fury as she tightened her grip on the whip.


    In the next instant, the whip cracked against the wall with a sharp force.


    In Cathy’s eyes, a dark storm brewed—a deadly glint of murderous rage envisioning not just Elena’s defeat but her utter destruction.


    On the sidelines, Elyse’s lips curled into a sinister, self-satisfied smirk, her pleasure almost tangible in the charged air.


    Cathy’s fury zed wild and untamed, promising severe retribution. This was the reaction Elyse had craved. With every pulse of Cathy’s wrath, her ns against Elena grew more vicious and relentless. Elyse reveled in the anticipation of Elena’s downfall, her heart racing with cruel delight.


    The Harper family had shown Elyse cold disdain, mercilessly cutting off her financial support and casting her aside like a worthless rag. If not for her cunning alliance with Keith, she would be wasting away in some decrepit hotel, forgotten and forlorn.


    Elyse decided that since the Harper family made her suffer, she would make sure they tasted the same bitterness. Soon, she would reim her throne among the Harpers…


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    Amidst the sprawling elegance of Hillside Manor, Elena returned to find Jeffry waiting for her. “Jeffry,” she greeted warmly as she approached.


    Jeffry’s usually cold exterior softened as he presented Elena with a velvet box.


    Insidey a lustrous pearl ne.


    Elena gasped, bewildered. “Why this unexpected gift?”


    yfully tousling her hair, Jeffry smiled. “I came across it and instantly thought of you.”


    The pearl ne was valued at a staggering three million dors. Jeffry had bought it purely to lift his sister’s spirits.


    A surge of warmth flooded Elena’s heart. Her three brothers often spoiled her with such tokens of affection. Whenever Louis discovered something fascinating, he eagerly shared it with her. Ellis, though often buried in his research and seldom home, consistently sent thoughtful presents her way. Initially overwhelmed by these gestures, Elena had learned to embrace them with gratitude.


    “Thank you, Jeffry. It’s truly stunning,” she murmured, her eyes reflecting the soft gleam of the pearls.


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