Chapter 17
Lance threw out those words and walked away without a backward glance]]
Hedy stood frozen, staring after him as his figure disappeared. The hurt in her eyes gradually transformed into hatred and bitter r
Her nails dag so hard into her palm, blood started to drip onto the polished marble floor.
“Anthea..
resentment.
“ANTHEA
LA ORLANDOF
Artuss the room, Anthea was enjoying a pleasant conversation with a socialite
scialite when the furious voice rang out behind her!]
She turned instinctively to see Hedy storming toward her in stiletto heels, face contorted with rage and hand raised to deliver a slap
Anthea caught the slap just in time, then tossed the red wine in her glass straight into Hedy’s face.
SMACKI
A clean slap followed, landing hard across Hedy’s cheek, leaving an angry red welt on her porcelain skin-
“Hedy, have you completely lost
your minit?!-|||
Anthea had tolerated Hedy for years because of Lance. Now that she no longer loved him, she had no reason to be polite anymore.[]
Hedy’s carefully styled hair had come half undone from the slap, loose strands falling across her crazed expression and those venomous eyes.]
She stared at Anthea’s composed face for a long moment before viciously wiping the dripping wine from her own.
Tve lost my mind? What about you? Always throwing yourself at Lance like sume shameles–|
SMACK
Another slap from Anthea silenced her. “If you can’t control that mouth, try shutting it first.“|||
“Let’s get something straight–Lance and I are done. He’s the one stalling me. So if you’ve got a problem, take it up with him.“]
But Hedy wasn’t hearing a word of it. Her mind was consumed by hatred.]
When Lance first refused to marry her, she’d wanted to confront Anthes directly. But for once, her mother had stopped her. Told her to tone it down. To act softer.
“Men pity fragile girls,” she’d said. “Let him feel guilty. Let him feel sorry for you.“]]
Being the obedient daughter she’d always been. Hedy had followed her mother’s advice. But it hadn’t worked at 1.|]]
Lance still refused to give her even a glance, Jils entire being focused on Anthead]
Hedy had been taken good care in the Rhodes household, even she couldn’t tolerate this kind of humiliation]
So she’d come to ellienate the root cause” of her problems!
-you should die in that fire, Anthear
Daily with Anthea gone could Lance truly belong to her!
With unexpected strengt born of rage, the suddenly grabbed Anthea’s arm and tried to throw her down the nearby staircase:||
They were standing on an outdoor terrace, where the only exit was a long, steep flight of stone steps.]
fall would mean death or permanent disability.
Chapter 17
Anthea fought desperately, but Hedy had been consumed by hatred. Anthea was destabilized by her high heels.
In the next moment, Anthea felt nothing beneath her feet as she began plummeting down the stairs!]
“ANTHEA!”
Lance’s voice tore through the chaos as he ran toward them–just in time to dive forward and grab her.
THUD!
They both went tumbling down the stairs. Slowly, blood spread beneath them.
“AHHH!”
“Someone call an ambulance!”
The air filled with screams, alarms, and eventually ambulance sirens, all blending into chaos.
But Anthea only felt an overwhelming drowsiness. Then her eyelids drooped.
Everything faded into black.
