Arabella Donovan's expression grew cold, and her frigid gaze was intensely intimidating.
The moment Cassandra Lynch met her gaze, her heart began to pound uncontrollably, feeling even worse than when her illness usually flared up.
"You... let me go. I don't feel well. I want to go home now. I promise I'll never appear before you and Eloise again. I won't bother you anymore, so please, just let me off the hook."
'Still acting, even now? You must have been brewing this little act since birth; it's seeped into your very bones. I was thinking about letting you off the hook, but at this point, not even the Jade Emperor could stop me. Watch me strip you bare today, you little green tea.'
When Arabella Donovan spoke, all the eavesdropping patrons nearby perked up, giving the scene their undivided attention.
