Hiding Behind Her Superficiality by Kyla Olson

Chapter 101

The words that escaped Arthur’s lips sounded reasonable and impeccable.

In fact, what he said was reasonable. He indeed had nothing to do with this matter after all. He was merely an unnecessary witness that Ophelia called over. In the end, all this was nothing but a disguise to conceal the panic in her heart. She thought that Arthur could bring her a glimmer of hope.

To her surprise, Arthur, who had always helped her, shifted the blame to her at this moment.

“What do you mean? Arthur, that’s not what you told me before. You said you would always help me!”

At this point, Ophelia was completely panic-stricken. The reason why she was able to pretend to be calm just now was because she knew she still had Arthur as her trump card.

Thus, she was in disbelief when Arthur actually didn’t testify for her.

“We aren’t that close, are we? Everyone knows that you have feelings for Callum. You and I are nothing but acquaintances. We aren’t exactly childhood friends either as our paths didn’t actually cross that often. In that case, how am I able to help you prove your innocence?”

“No! You conspired with me to frame Callum and Elspeth before. You can’t do this to me now, or I will reveal all your affairs!”

Since his back was facing everyone, Arthur could care less about facial expressions. He looked at Ophelia, who was in front of him, with a murderous gaze and said, “What proof do you have? Ophelia, you have to pay for setting somebody up.” Although his voice sounded flat, it still intimidated her.

With that, Arthur flung his hand so hard that it caused Ophelia to wobble and nearly fell to the ground.

“Ophelia, do you have anything else to say?” Elspeth chuckled. Her words echoed clearly in the quiet ward.

“1..” Ophelia stammered. She didn’t know what to say when suddenly, she spotted a fruit knife on the table out of the corner of her eye. Her lips curved upward into a sinister smile as a devious thought popped into her mind.

While no one was paying attention, she reached out, took the knife, and put it on Margot’s neck.

Ophelia chose Margot as her victim, for she knew it was indeed difficult for her to attack Callum and Elspeth as the two of them were too vigilant.

are you doing.

at her somewhat manic state, Callum felt the situation was

you were captivated by her charm

couldn’t absorb any words that were spoken to her. She only had one thought in her mind, which was to kill Elspeth and everyone in

Margot’s neck, he made a quick decision and immediately softened his

never heard Callum call out her name so gently, she was stunned for a moment. In disbelief, she asked

“Ophelia, let’s get married.”

joy. “I finally get to hear you say those

moment and abruptly rushed over to snatch the knife

snatched the knife from Ophelia’s hand, it slashed deep into his palm,

Then, she wrapped it around Arthur’s injured palm a few times

properly later. Otherwise, you’ll

concerned

of a sudden, Arthur felt a little dazed. He looked at his hand and was stunned for a whi.. betore he came back to his senses and called the

fell to the ground. Tears

to take her to

bring

to hurt the young lady she had loved

do with each other. Ophelia, don’t you ever set foot into the Winthrop Residence from now

throw her out Guard

dragged Ophelia out. Instantly, the atmosphere in the ward

of Margot’s neck, Elspeth involuntarily asked with concern, “Mrs.

just now.” Margot frowned as she held back the pain. She would be

know I was wrong before. From now on, I will not interfere with any of your affairs with Callum ever again. I will surely not spare him

gave Callum

Flemings? What

Callum and Ophelia were considered to be bound together through parental betrothal, but now that the Winthrops and the Flemings had fallen out to such an extent,

Flemings have got quite the skill in raising such a lovely’ daughter, don’t they? Don’t worry, I’ll deal with Ophelia’s parents. After all, they have been our family friends for so many years. They won’t dare to

fist slightly after he heard what