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Chapter 271

Third Person’s POV

Priscilla felt tears welling up–Wanda had scammed her.

She was upset but also grateful that Adelaide had helped her get the pink diamonds back yesterday and was still supporting her now.

But she knew it wouldn’t be easy to get the money back. Wanda had scammed a lot, after all.

There was a good chance the real financial reports wouldn’t even be accessible. She might be running in circles for nothing.

Adelaide offered a brief word of comfort and then left after a bow.

Lance wasn’t involved in this. He had more important matters today–he was heading back to the Frostfang Pack.

Usually, packing gifts was an omega’s job, but Lance insisted on doing it himself. He carefully loaded each gift intended for the Frostfang Pack onto the carriage.

There was a reason for his caution–among Irene’s students was a mysterious one named Prunella, who might be lurking near the Blackthorn Pack, keeping an eye on things.

Lance knew the Warscar Training Camp doted on Adelaide. If it weren’t for Klein’s strictness, Adelaide would never face consequences for her mistakes there.

Sometimes when Adelaide messed up and returned, Irene would “discipline” her before Klein even had the chance. But it was all for show, to avoid Klein’s harsher punishments.

After Irene’s token “punishment,” Craig and others would plead for leniency, and the burden on Adelaide would be light.

fact she’d learned the hard way, making her

packed gifts, he thought about the

backing her up, but he also wanted Irene and

the Warscar Training Camp each month, sharing both good and bad

three car trunks were filled with gifts, Adelaide arrived with Cedric

in a light purple dress that highlighted her fair skin. Two orchids pinned to her

felt a rush of desire.

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noticed and recognized that look–the same one Lance had worn the past two nights

blushed and looked away,

hand. “The gifts

Adelaide agreed meekly, her composure replaced by

mated and had been intimate, his public gesture still filled

Beata, “Why does Adelaide blush when Lance holds her

at Adelaide’s rosy cheeks, replied nonchalantly,

if I hold your

too thick. Even

seemed to understand

a fleet of gift–laden vehicles, as they headed back

they encountered Ulrik and Gloria returning

the curtain, noting his swollen face–a clear sign that Tommy and

glanced over and locked eyes with Lance,

the curtain, a smirk playing on his lips. He hoped Ulrik resented him for

what had happened, “Did his two mates beat him