Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 6 When Has Jeremiah Ever Spoiled Me In reality, every gift I had ever given Elsa was carefully chosen and brand new, but she always claimed the gifts were too expensive and refused to accept them.

Later, I downplayed the value of the gifts. But I had believed she would understand how valuable those gifts were, given the Brown family nurtured her taste. Yet she always assumed I belittled her and saw her as inferior.

Elsa prided herself on being virtuous and noble, so I knew I had to poke at her insecurities to deal with her.

As expected, her expression turned sour, but she managed to hold herself together.

Hurried footsteps came from the door, and I looked up to see Jack rushing in. When he noticed Elsa's downcast face, he started questioning, "Are you picking on Elsa again? You know she isn't in good health, and you're not a child; how could you be this immature?"

Jack started lashing out at me out of nowhere. I knew Elsa must've badmouthed me, saying that I did things I never did. When had I ever picked on her?

lies for a while. Otherwise, how could Jack, who had always doted on me as a child, change so much as

him down and conveniently left out

clutching onto, I mocked, "Does giving her a necklace count as picking on her

was mentioned. Then, she belatedly explained, "That's right. Jane was giving me a gift. She wasn't trying to pick on

significant it was to me,

was momentarily stunned. He looked awkward knowing he had jumped to

say so. What's with the tone? Anyone would've misunderstood. Jane, soften up. You know that others aren't going to like you if

through his sentence, he abruptly stopped as if a thought crossed his mind.

how you've always been, and you can't change it now. I guess Jeremiah is the only one who's

cold laugh that escaped me. When had Jeremiah ever spoiled me? Men did

gaze grew colder. The brother I had always respected had left me to die in a fire for Elsa. From that moment on,