Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 148 A Mistress' Appeal

The moment Elsa saw me, she immediately jumped up from Jeremiah's lap, panic filling her eyes as she looked at me. "Jane, don't misunderstand! I just

accidentally fell into Jeremiah's arms. I would've hit the ground if it weren't for him."

Jeremiah quickly withdrew his arms around Elsa, and a faint awkwardness flashed across his face.

But just like Elsa, he stubbornly lifted his chin and spoke in a defensive voice. "She just happened to fall, and I was only helping her up. Don't overthink it."

I glanced at them, my expression impassive. There was no change in my demeanor. Finally, I fixed my gaze on Jeremiah. "I need to talk to you. Tell her to leave."

Elsa's eyes instantly filled with tears at my words. She looked at me with a hurt expression, her voice trembling. "Jane, you won't even talk to me now?"

I ignored her, my focus still entirely on Jeremiah as I waited for his next move. Even under my unblinking stare, Jeremiah hesitated when he looked at Elsa. "Elsa..." He called her name with evident reluctance but didn't say anything else. Elsa hadn't expected Jeremiah to ask her to leave, and shock flashed across her face. I couldn't miss the venom in her eyes when she looked at me again.

and slowly walked out from behind Jeremiah, taking deliberate, measured steps. "Since neither of you wants to see me,

tears, the kind of

Elsa's retreating figure, Jeremiah instinctively lifted his hand

my throat softly and glanced at him

finally lowered his

a look full of undisguised malice at me from an angle that Jeremiah couldn't see.

I shook

feeling out

left did I

on an air of arrogance.

a cold smile. "You seriously don't know

a

of triumph in his eyes like he was certain of his victory, yet he pretended to be clueless didn't think there was need for further games, so I laid