Chapter 95: Her Endgame

After two more lessons that day, combat skills and defense training class had Violet heading to the locker room to change into her sports gear.

Unlike the first time, she and Elsie Lancaster were unfortunately in the locker room at the same time. Hence, the locker room was heavy with tension, the kind that felt very suffocating. And the reason was obvious.

The animosity between her and Elsie Lancaster had become a spectacle, a game the entire academy seemed eager to watch play out.

Elsie was surrounded by her pack of ever-present lackeys. She didn’t even look at Violet at first, but the cold fire in her eyes spoke volumes. Violet could tell that the girl despised her, and while the feeling was mutual, she had no intention of engaging.

Violet had fought her way through too many battles to fall for something as obvious as a public confrontation. Still, the air between them crackled with unspoken hostility.

Moreover to fight over a man? That was not not happening. Violet had her pride.

And it seems Elsie thought the same as well.

And then, there was Natalie Avax, who sat gracefully on the bench, watching it all with keen interest.

She wasn’t surrounded by minions or sycophants like Elsie. Instead, she sat alone, but it was the kind of solitude that commanded respect, not pity. Natalie silently radiated control, and her sharp, observing gaze unnerved Violet.

Natalie caught Violet’s eye and waved, a polite smile gracing her lips. Violet returned the gesture, but not wholeheartedly.

Something about Natalie felt... dangerous. She wasn’t outright malicious like Elsie, but her quiet, calculating nature made Violet uneasy.She was almost like Asher, the kind of person who watched everything, collected secrets, and wielded them like weapons.

Dressed in her West House green sports gear, Violet prepared to leave the locker room. Unfortunately, so did Elsie. They met at the doorway, standing toe-to-toe. Everyone in the room seemed to hold their breath, and waited for the fight to begin.

to step aside like a good little subordinate. But Violet wasn’t about to give her the satisfaction. Instead, she gave a mockingly elaborate bow and gestured

Violet said

in restrained anger. But rather than rise to the bait, she straightened, lifting

coldly, sauntering out like a queen on

lackeys burst into laughter, their giggles grating on Violet’s nerves. But Violet wasn’t done. Just as they tried to pass through, she let go of the door and the heavy

sputtered, her face

should find a proper doorman

a scowl on her face. "You bitch! Who do you think

could act, Natalie stepped in, her voice cutting through the tensed air like

and said. "Don’t interfere,

to teach anyone a lesson? Or have you forgotten the rules of the

rules?" Angel demanded, though her voice

her sleek, high-end phone that was far more advanced than Violet’s, and displayed the latest Moonfeed rankings. Violet’s name was

that, Violet’s brows shot up in surprise. She hadn’t been keeping track of her

dear Violet here are the top three on

three had immunity. No one could challenge

voice dripping with faux sweetness, "do you still want

stammered, backing

hear you," Natalie said,

with embarrassment. This

leaned in closer. "Good girl. Now, remember this moment the

Elsie’s right-hand lackey, Grace, entered,

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