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Chapter 34: The tables have turned

Chapter 34: The tables have turned

(Elena’s POV)

Sophia was waiting expectantly for the slap to land on my face. Her eyes gleamed with malicious

anticipation.

Suddenly, a man appeared, grabbing Isabella’s wrist and pushing her away forcefully.

“Try touching my sister!”

The man was none other than David Blackthorne. He acted swiftly to defend me from Isabella’s impending

attack.

Isabella, caught off guard by David’s forceful intervention, stumbled and collided with a nearby counter. Her

face twisted with shock and pain.

Sophia, fearing she might be caught in the crossfire, retreated quickly. She watched the scene unfold from a

safe distance.

Isabella’s face flushed red with rage. She pointed at David accusingly.

“How dare you push me! Do you know who I am?” she shrieked. “I’ll use my cousin’s influence to drive the

Blackthorne family out of the Northern Territory!”

Sophia stepped forward, attempting to mediate. “Elena, how could you allow your brother to harm Isabella?”

David retorted immediately. “Are you blind? She was about to hit my sister first!”

words. The accusation reminded her of past traumas she preferred

hand on David’s arm. “David, don’t bother with

frustrated and protective. “Elena, you would have

gently. “Remember your promise to

felt wronged by my response. “Elena,

a dog’s bark. Not worth

her. She flew into

compare me to a dog?”

reminded her coolly. “Even with the Blackwood family backing, you

where Isabella had spoken ill of Sophia. “Remember

birthday gathering?”

should remember Margaret’s displeasure and

potential consequences, Isabella retreated without

(Sophia’s POV)

felt troubled by Elena’s ability to

34 The tables

was immediate

if Elena knew Margaret Blackwood personally. The

connection.

(Elena’s POV)

a silver mechanical watch, it was the birthday

remembered he wanted.

David,”

prepared birthday gifts for him

eyes. I regretted how I had neglected David after joining the Blackwood

I I

internalized the negative comments

a loss. “Elena, don’t cry. I promise to behave and

placed the watch on

much you’ve grown,” I remarked, admiring how the watch suited

(Marcus’s POV)

into my Alpha’s Command Chamber at the Blackwood Consortium. She

her immediately. “Miss Isabella, the Alpha is

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