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Chapter 22 Confrontation

Chapter 22 Confrontation

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"Drake Crawford, the esteemed scion of the Crawford Group, and Harry Lincoln, proprietor of Lincoln Designs, a man who, having recently lost his wife, now contemplates a second marriage... "I daresay either of these gentlemen might suit you admirably."

There were whispers about Drake, whispers laden with the weight of his reputation as a notorious playboy in the capital, whose exploits involved mistreatment of numerous women and indulgence in debauchery. Similarly, Harry wasn't devoid of rumors either; his penchant for ostentation in public contrasted starkly with reports of domestic discord, with some suggesting a grim fate befell his previous wife by his hand.

By mentioning them, Elana implied a dire fate for Melody, akin to the unfortunate women associated with Drake and Harry.

Elana scrutinized Melody's exclusive custom-made red Chanel dress with a discerning eye, though the longer she examined it, the more unease crept into her demeanor.

Her keen gaze swiftly discerned its authenticity.

The simmering anger within her erupted into a blazing fury, her eyes alight with indignation.

Why should someone who commodifies her body adorn herself in opulent attire beyond her means?

With a glass of crimson wine in hand, she leaned forward, feigned a stumble, and deliberately spilled the wine onto Melody's luxurious dress.

"What a pity, Melody, wasting a glass of my wine,"

Elana's smirk dripped with malice, her mastery of sarcasm honed within the echelons of high society.

She sought to diminish Melody intentionally, to impress upon her the notion of her undeserving status.

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familial affairs. Yet, he could remain silent no longer, delivering a stern rebuke, "Miss Summer, this is a distinguished gathering. yet you comport yourself with such lack of decorum!" Elana's

Melody retaliate against

the Summer family grounds, she believed none would challenge her authority,

arrogance.

by many, a coldness descended upon Melody's countenance, a

sweet. "Elana, has your countenance undergone alteration through surgical

contorted with

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grin widened, mischief dancing in

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advanced, an air of innocence and curiosity about her, before seizing Elana by the neck

in Elana's nose

ensuing cacophony resembled the slaughter of

Melody's eyes, a

Elana's neck and lifted the wine-stained dress, regarding Suzanna with narrowed eyes as she remarked nonchalantly. "Ah, you're bleeding." "It complements the hue of the

once-pristine red dress was now tainted with the blood from

surveyed Elana's prone form, her tone

insult my husband again by referring to him as a cripple... I may find it necessary to employ a surgical blade to

smile graced her

flawless, yet her narrowed eyes

you treat me thus! You're finished!

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