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She turned to the man beside her and asked, “Quinn, don’t you find her beauty irritating? Wouldn’t everything be resolved if she ruined her appearance?”

“Ruined her appearance?” Antheena murmured, her gaze fixed on Veronica Murphy’s exquisitely beautiful face. She had flawless features, rosy lips, and a distinct Eastern charm. Her cold demeanor added an unapproachable allure to her.

“You’re quite mischievous, Quinn,” Antheena said, playfully poking his well-built abs. “But it’s actually a good idea.” She gave him a thumbs up in approval.

Then, she turned around, her red lips forming a smile. “Did you hear that?” Antheena pointed at the fruit knife embedded in the wooden wine cabinet with her slender finger. “If you ruin your own appearance today, I promise not to pursue Matthew Kings. Consider it as fulfilling your request.”

Veronica Murphy felt that this was more of a challenge than a request. Remaining calm, she turned her head slightly and calmly looked at the fruit knife. Walking over, she pulled it out of the wine cabinet.

embedded a few centimeters deep, requiring some force

a cold gleam, Veronica Murphy raised the blade. “It’s a shame to see blood on such a nice knife.”

the suite without looking back. In

you dare to walk out that door, there will be no chance of

at the door, her face momentarily turning ugly.

here today to test Antheena’s determination. Since

and lay down on the bed. However, she

against Metric Technology, and Matthew Kings was busy dealing with the company’s

and two capable assistants. Otherwise, she would have been in a very difficult situation. In the early