Chapter 50 Grudge

Hannah hesitated for a moment before recovering her usual disdainful expression. She snorted coldly and mocked, "It's bad luck running into you everywhere."

"I feel the same." Seraphina replied with a smile.

Hannah raised an eyebrow and asked, "What gives you the right to say that? Others might not know your true nature, but do you think you can erase the past and start over? You're just a lowlife, carrying that stench of poverty wherever you go."

Seraphina smirked. She didn't turn around but turned on the faucet with a swift, deliberate motion. The water flowed steadily, and no one knew the meaning behind her actions.

Perhaps she didn't want others to hear what she was saying?

"Ms. Dros, you should be grateful that I don't hold past grievances against you. Don't come looking for trouble." Her voice was icy, yet the smile on her face made her appear almost gentle.

"What did you say? You dare to warn me? I'm the heiress of the Dros family. Who do you think you are? You're nothing after you leave us!"

Hannah glared at Seraphina with an ugly expression, and she became bolder in Orion's absence.

Hannah, the heiress of the Dros family, who once wielded her power over the household, had always looked down on her sister-in-law from the depths of her being. Her deeply ingrained arrogance gave her an inflated sense of superiority, which made her forget herself. With her humble background, Seraphina never deserved equal standing or respect in the family.

Could she help her family in terms of business? Or could her family offer them any support?

they were ruined, even demanding Seraphina

to believe that she was destined for subservience,

divorce, Hannah believed Seraphina should never talk

is something special? Where do you get this

wore a mocking smile on her

and begging to marry Orion, a walking blood bank and organ

Dros, I wasn't shameless back then; I was blind. If you keep bringing

Hold grudges?

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Chapter 50 Grudge

a poor woman like

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what it takes, bring it

cold water splashed onto Hannah's face and clothes, freezing

down the decorative bottle in the sink, dusting off her hands. The look in her eyes was calm as she stated, "You

"How dare you..."

shook with rage. Her dress was haute couture and came straight from Dior, but it was ruined. Although not as exclusive as Seraphina's custom-made gown, it was still a

think I'll tolerate you like before? From now on, every time you provoke me, I'll pay you back. We'll settle

cold, piercing look in Seraphina's eyes. She started to

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