My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 91

“Why?”

Xanthea’s brow furrowed, and before he could reply, Isobelin’s mocking laughter rang out, her expression one of ridiculous amusement It seemed she found the notion of Xanthen’s aspirations ludicrous

Standing haughtily behind Orion, just as she had at the nuction, the scene was a bitter parody. Why, indeed?

Because the role in “Realm of Illusions” was tailor–made for Isabella from the start. Why then stage this whole open audition char

mock her?

Watching her exhaust every resource, striving desperately for a script that was never truly within her reach, did they find it amusing. laughable even?

Xanthea’s gaze tumed icy in an instant. She jerked her hand away from Orion, who was applying ointment to her wounds, and stormed off, “Hypocrite.”

sharp snap, the white bottle in the man’s hand crashed to the floor, chattering into pieces, some of

resonant voice boomed,

Mr. Lockwood didn’t mean it

to follow her to explain, but Xanthea was already speeding away, not even glancing

could this happen? Her motorcycle was completely destroyed in the

roadside, incredulous as she watched the Bentley speed away, her long nails digging into her

Ms.

She seemed like the perfect embodiment of Phoenix, the novel’s heroine. The project team even scored her a 9.9,

discuss this

and soon dispersed. Cedric, failing

bending down, picking up fragments of the shattered bottle, some of which had embedded into his fingers,

please stop. You’re