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Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 50

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Chapter 50 If I’ve Fallen for Him

Elsa wasn’t concerned about me at all. She was just trying to play the victim, hoping Jeremiah would see how bad my behavior was.

I took a deep breath. “I don’t want to move back. I’d rather not deal with a saintly figure like you every day as it’ll only ruin my mood. But…”

I paused, turning to face Elsa as a mocking smille played at the corners of my lips. “If you really want me to move back, then you’ll have to leave. There’s only room for one queen in the house. You should understand that, right?”

For a moment, Elsa’s eyes widened. She looked utterly aggrieved as her eyes grew redder and her body began to tremble.

Jeremiah, no longer trying to hide his feelings, instinctively tightened his grip on her hand and gently comforted her, “Elsa, don’t worry. I’ll never let you leave the Brown residence. As for this woman–she’s dying to live with her lover, so there’s no way she’d ever go back to live with your family!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Eric scoffed.

“Someone may look all righteous on the outside, but he’s already holding hands with another woman behind closed doors. He acts like he cares about his ex–wife, but secretly, he’s already messing around with his ex–wife’s sister. Isn’t that right, Jeremiah?”

Seeing Jeremiah’s face turn pale with fury brought me an indescribable sense of satisfaction. Eric’s words were sharp enough to cut through the tension

in the room.

Jeremiah shot us a cold look, then said nothing more. He continued soothing Elsa as he guided her out of the house.

I stretched lazily, feeling victorious as I watched their retreating figures.

“Victory! Looks like I’ll need to eat a hearty meal to celebrate my win this morning!”

As I sat down, I realized Eric hadn’t moved. When I looked up, I met his gaze, which held a deeper meaning.

I couldn’t help but feel my ears grow warm as I recalled our earlier conversation. “What are you looking at me like that for?”

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