Chapter 601

“Ms. Archer, it’s been ages. You’re still a sight for sore eyes, the man said, his gaze lingering on Elsie’s face, which as a winter’s moon. His smile was light as a feather

“Thank you for the compliment, sir Elsie replied her eyes modestly lowered, her tone neither servile nor overbearing

Truly a testament to Mr. Chambers years of careful guidance: Gentle and poised, elegant and dignified. Sometimes even feel like you are the spitting image of Ms. Evadne Ms Archer you are the most perfect substitute I’ve ever encountered.”

Elsie’s expression remained unchanged, but her eyes darkened with the weight of his words.

The term “substitute turned all his preceding praise into biting sarcasm

Avery didn’t pick up on the awkward moment but instead opened a case to reveal an antique vase. This is an ancient piece, latticework revolving vase I secured for you at the Aethena auction. A small token, I hope you f Lit acceptable” Alexia raised a

an eyebrow

She had been tracking this vase for the gentleman as well, which had sold for a fortune to an anonymous domestic buyer. She hadn’t expected that buyer to be Avery

Avery was indeed a consummate pleaser, a loyal hound to the end

extra care with the dad0044

The man nodded slightly “Mr. Chambers, you are thoughtful as always. I’ll be counting on you to take extr project

Avery bowed deeply. Rest assured. I will spare no effor

After the two men left, the room, filled with the scent of incense, sank into silence.

“Sir, do you find the face you gave me beautiful, or is Elsies, which resembles Evadre’s to a striking degree, more stunning?” Alexia’s hands gently rested on the man’s shoulders as she leaned in to whisper seductively in his ear

The man’s eyes curved into a smile, and he patted his knee twice.

Alexia, understanding her cue, knelt before him, her radiant face lifted to his, her eyes rippling with tender waves

“Elsie may resemble Evadne, but she will never be her. She’s just a low–grade substitute created to satiate Avery’s desires” The man leaned forward, his fingertips tracing her jawline, tilting her face up. “But you, you are my meticulously crafted masterpiece. How could a mere imitation compare to the object by my side?”

A flicker of darkness flashed through Alexia’s eyes.

This man was like a deity gazing down upon the mortal realm, and in his eyes, all beings were merely his possessions. Thus, being referred to as an “object” didn’t bother her.

better time than now for you to make your move. As Avery said, the best way to manipulate a man is to exploit his pity. I worry that Frederic, out of guilt, might hand

chuckled lightly. “He

has no significance in the Abernathy family any

ensnare them both in one fell swoop?

know if they are truly useless.”

was taken

grandfather always told me not to be wasteful,

reclined comfortably, “So I intend to use each pawn to its fullest

teachings.”

sneer. “Your full potential includes Avery,

Texpect him to deliver a satisfactory report on the

of judgment. Elspeth filed an

trial confirmed the

blind. She spent her days curled in the darkest corner of her cell, vacantly staring at the iron bars from dawn till dusk, and then into the pitch–blackness, shrouded

glorious. But with each step up the social ladder, someone had to be her stepping stone, someone had

the first person she

for twenty years, who delivered Elspeth’s death

had

necessary: what difference would her living

by Frederic’s adoration, had become reckless and lawless, believing

was nothing but a ludicrous mirage

out strands of gray, the intense pain snapping her into a bitter clarity, seeing through his selfishness

had never loved

hadn’t loved Cynthia

the so–called truth of her suicide twenty years

and blurred eyes, muttered incessantly in madness,

your comeuppancem you’ll pay for your disloyalty! I’ll be watching from the

have

Because she was

a high–security prisoner, Elspeth was brought into the visiting room in both handcuffs

and overuse, unable to

lost, stood frozen in place.

But now that there was i was curious to see who still had the time to witness her final downfall.

no one left she cared for,

“Who is it?”

“Mom.

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