Chapter 112: When Loyalty Is Questioned

"What are you still standing there for? Get moving!" Elsie barked at Grace, who jumped at the loud command.

Without hesitation, Grace snatched up her phone and began typing, her fingers shaking a little. The outside world saw Grace as lucky since she was Elsie’s efficient and indispensable assistant who managed all her accounts and activities. If only they knew the poor girl lived in pained paradise.

The uncomfortable truth was that Grace was Elsie’s servant who was bound to her by a debt of gratitude and a ruthless hierarchy. Elsie didn’t care about her in the slightest.

Grace wasn’t an elite; she was simply a poor human she had plucked from obscurity. Everything Grace had, the fame, respect, admiration, and wealth, it all came from her. Without Elsie, Grace would be nothing, and both of them knew it.

Before Grace could finish typing, a voice broke through the room. "And you think that’s a good idea?"

Every head in the room, including Elsie’s, turned as Natalie Avax entered the closet with an elegance that could rival any runway model. She moved with effortless confidence, her presence undoubtedly magnetic. Such that even in a space filled with the finest luxury items, she was the one thing everyone couldn’t help but notice.

Elsie’s face hardened into a scowl as she turned toward Natalie, her voice filled with irritation. "I believe I called for you hours ago?"

But Natalie barely spared her a glance, walking past her as though she weren’t worth acknowledging. Her sharp eyes scanned the room, taking in the opulence without a hint of awe.

"Don’t push your luck, Elsie," she said coolly. "I’m not Grace, someone you can order around, and I’m certainly not jobless enough to come running like a dog to its master."

The jab hit its mark, and Grace flinched, her face reddening as she risked a glance upward. Her gaze briefly met Natalie’s before she jerked her head down again, too humiliated to hold the contact.

A muscle twitched in Elsie’s jaw as she regarded Natalie. Natalie had never been an enemy, but she wasn’t a friend either. It was her brazen arrogance that infuriated Elsie the most. As the reigning queen of the academy, Elsie was used to being worshipped, feared, and obeyed. But not Natalie.

And for good reason.

wealth and connections that dwarfed even Elsie’s. Even the human president and the werewolf king

came from money, but no one matched the Avax family’s clout. Their connections, especially with the

through gritted teeth, forcing a tight smile. "If you were busy,

inside of her, anger and hatred burned. If Natalie weren’t so rich and untouchable, Elsie would have taught her a

upholstered storage bench where three other

a breezy wave, her

of the tension between Elsie and Natalie, and it made their presence feel painfully awkward. They buried their faces in magazines they clearly weren’t

beside her, crossing one toned leg over the other, elegantly. "I heard something interesting about you wanting to

her eyes, her voice sharp even though it feigned sweetness. The

Elsie, waiting to see

jaw only tightened, especially as she stared at Natalie,

about what I do, let me ask you then, Natalie. Why would you care about that? The Oracle crossed a line and someone needs to remind her who’s in charge." Elsie said, standing tall and crossing her

But tell me," she leaned forward slightly, her hazel eyes meeting Elsie’s blue ones, "what happens when the Oracle retaliates? She’s not just some

line. She hated that Natalie had a point, but she wasn’t about to

At the start, no one

it was all about Moi!" Elsie pointed to her chest, declaring, "I made her who is she? So trust me when

who she is... you are not even sure whether she is a he

don’t care!" Elsie said, "I made her and I would

a cutting tone, "I thought you were smart but it seems to be you’re a dumb bimbo.

eyes flared with anger, her voice rising

dirt on everyone in this school," she said, her words slicing through Elsie’s

a thin line, but Natalie wasn’t done. "The Oracle has always been an encyclopedia of secrets. Even if you hadn’t helped her rise, it was only a matter of time before someone else realized her worth and did the same. And let’s not forget, you benefited from her, too. Look at you, Lunaris’ Queen Bee. All that attention, all that control. You wouldn’t be

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