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

to say. such shameless

sure to send me a copy too; I

a sip of her wine, cutting her

“What did you say?”

of Xanthea’s flirtatious encounters, yet

that Ori will see this and

laughed heartily, her laughter shaking like the leaves of a seductive

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

What?

paused, a hopeful gleam returning

thought as much. How could Ori possibly choose someone like Xanthea as

However,

words crushed any flicker of hope

chasing me relentlessly. If it weren’t for his deep adoration and wealth, I would have kicked him to the curb long ago. You have no idea how annoying he can be, always wanting hugs and

Shut up you wretch!”