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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.

took action, Adelaide would truly suffer–a fact she’d learned the hard way, making her avoid

he

was glad Adelaide had friends backing her up, but he also wanted Irene and the others to know that

something today: going forward, he’d require Adelaide to send at least two letters to the Warscar Training Camp each month, sharing both good and bad news. The camp

with

and poised in a light purple dress that highlighted her fair skin. Two orchids pinned to her hair added

rush

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one Lance had worn the past two nights as

looked

her hand. “The

Adelaide agreed meekly, her composure replaced by

his public gesture still filled

does Adelaide blush

Adelaide’s rosy cheeks, replied nonchalantly, “Men holding women’s

“What if I hold your hand?

too thick. Even if I blush, you

understand

fleet of

a twist of fate, they encountered Ulrik and Gloria

horseback. Lance caught sight of him through the curtain, noting his swollen face–a clear sign that

locked eyes with

his lips. He hoped Ulrik resented

what had happened, “Did