My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 70

Xanthea, typically so aloof and arrogant, now wore a look of defeat and hatred. Perhaps Matthew and Miranda were her Achilles heel. If that was the case…

“Not only did I know about it, but I saw them myself, Matthew and Miranda, getting intimate behind the old oak tree at school. I still have those photos in my Dropbox!”

“What?” Xanthea’s eyes widened with pleasant surprise.

She couldn’t believe it. Photos of Matthew and Miranda in such a compromising position, and in the sacred yet thrilling backdrop of the school woods. If those got out, it would create a bigger scandal than any hotel rendezvous!

She could never expect to find it so easily.

“Can I have a copy?”

couldn’t help but inwardly laugh at how easily she’d

should I give

easy,

attitude, which Isabella loathed the most, as if she was doing charity for a

infuriated, “Xanthea, cut the sanctimonious act. I’m currently the most sought–after actress in the industry, with blockbuster roles and endorsements coming my way. Do I look like I need

only asked out of reflex and was taken aback by Isabella’s

do

to beat you!” Isabella clenched her

than me in six months! Beat me in fan count, critical acclaim, and market value, every aspects. If you do, III hand over the photos. If not, you’ll admit defeat publicly,

momentarily stunned by her fierce words, and then nonchalantly pulled out her phone. “No need for all that trouble. I just register an

voice pierced the air, causing Xanthea physical discomfort. She massaged her ears, gazing at her in utter

marbles gradually through mimicking her day by day? It seemed in Isabella’s life, surpassing Xanthea was her biggest obsession; that was why she’d make