My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 132

Chapter 132

A familiar voice rang out, and Xanthea looked up to see Queenie storming towards them, clutching her smartphone like a weapon.

Oh, wasn’t she just a sobbing mess, gasping for breath, and now she’s bounced back so quickly?”

“Ms. Marlowe?”

Several men looked at her quizzically as she made her way directly to Xanthea, slamming her phone down in front of Xanthea, “Everyone back off, I need a word with her alone!”

“Alright then.”

As the crowd dispersed, Xanthea gracefully lifted her wine glass, gently swirling its contents, “Ms. Marlowe, it seems that you have taken quite a blow, crying yourself hoarse like that.”

“You vixen, don’t get too smug just yet. Look at what I have here!”

She lit up her phone, and Xanthea, rather than showing any hint of fear or panic, simply smiled at the Images displayed. –

your photography skills or to praise my photogenic face. Even these blurry

around other men like that behind Ori’s back, and you still have the audacity to say. such shameless things? Just wait until I send these photos to

a copy too; I quite like

sip of

“What did you say?”

showing evidence of Xanthea’s flirtatious encounters,

afraid that Ori will see

shaking like the leaves

in the hall. Orion and I are hardly the couple madly in

What?

paused, a hopeful gleam returning

as much. How could Ori possibly choose someone like Xanthea as a girlfriend?

However,

any flicker of hope Queenie

daydreaming and chasing me relentlessly. If it weren’t for his deep adoration and wealth, I would have kicked him to the curb long ago.

Shut up you wretch!”