Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 237 Quite the Storyteller

Elsa let out a startled cry the moment the words left her mouth, her body tipping backward.

Behind her was the staircase. Was she willing to go this far just to frame me?

My pupils shrank. I reached out and grabbed her wrist without hesitation.

She hadn't expected me to react so quickly. A flicker of panic flashed across her face, and she instinctively tried to shake me off. However, my grip was too firm for her to break free.

Before she could process what was happening, I shouted, "Someone, help! Hurry! Elsa lost her footing! Quick, help her!"

Truthfully, I could have pulled her back with just a little effort, but where was the fun in that?

Hearing my call, the people sitting on the couch immediately rushed over.

Elsa's expression tensed, and she was getting anxious. If she came out of this unscathed, all her efforts just now would have been for nothing.

already on his way. She gritted her teeth and leaned back even harder, fully committing to the act. Upon seeing this, I curled my lips into a faint smirk for her to see. And then, just as she wished, I let

a ragdoll. Even though Jack moved fast, he wasn't quick enough to catch her. By the time he

that if I hadn't subtly nudged her sideways at the last second, she probably would've cracked her head

lesson was necessary, but an actual fatality

accusation. "Why didn't you hold on

you see that Jae was barely holding up too? How much longer did you expect her to

before turning to Jack, unable to resist reminding him, "Shouldn't you be taking her to the hospital? If you wait any longer,

the door. The rest of us followed behind, and we

doctor concluded that there was nothing seriously wrong. It was just a minor bump on the head.

rest at home would

looked tense, insisting that she stay in

hospitalization procedures were completed, Elsa slowly came to. The moment she saw me, her expression changed. Her eyes widened in terror as she

did you push me down

except me froze