My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 126

"Boo hoo hoo."

Thinking about it, Queenie didn't know if she was too scared or just felt too wronged, but her tears suddenly fell, causing the clueless servants around to gather, soothing her with kind words and almost alerting her parents.

"And you have the cheek to cry? Apologize to Ms. Nightshade right now!"

Leonard furrowed his brow, his patience wearing thin.

He had given her an out, and if she didn't take this chance to gracefully apologize to Xanthea and seek her forgiveness, continuing to create a fuss, he feared she might not even be able to get away with it!

After all, he knew Orion's temper well; crossing his boundaries was a disaster.

Xanthea watched Queenie who had first hurled insults and then played the victim burst into tears, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Every year brought its share of oddities, but this year seemed particularly rife.

There were those who played innocent lambs to the public but were snakes behind the scenes, those who bullied others by flaunting their powerful backers, and now here was one who spoke madness and played the victim first. Seeing so many, she had inevitably accumulated some experience.

Each type of oddity required a different approach.

For instance, engaging in a war of words with Queenie would only spoil her own mood, and physical confrontation was out of the question—especially not in Marlowe Manor. Even if she detested Orion, she wouldn't ruin his business. So, the best approach was.

"It's alright, Ms. Marlowe, you don't need to apologize."

Xanthea offered a gracious smile that surprised everyone present.

This must be some sly fox telling lies!

Xanthea suddenly pulled Orion closer, her lashes fluttering and dimples showing, her radiant smile making her seem like a temptress capable of unsettling the world. Orion was momentarily stunned, his usually cold eyes gleaming with an intense light, trembling rapidly as her gentle laughter filled his ears—'Orion,' 'romantic relationship'.

"It's not true!" Queenie shouted in despair, "You're lying! Ori would never fall for someone like you. Let him go—don't tarnish him!"

Xanthea's brow lifted as she observed the emotionless, seemingly soulless man before her, narrowing her eyes in displeasure.

What was he thinking? Not playing along?

He shouldn't forget that it was he who insisted on bringing her here, causing her to be humiliated for no reason, and now he wouldn't even partake in this little act?