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.

quick glance at Jack, who was 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

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

nudged her sideways at

was necessary, but an actual fatality wasn't

gaze burning with accusation. "Why didn't you hold on tighter? We were almost there!

voice cold. "Couldn't you see that Jae was barely holding up

reminding him, "Shouldn't you be taking her to the hospital? If you wait any

me a glare and then hurriedly carried Elsa out the door. The rest

doctor concluded that there was nothing seriously wrong. It was just a

couple of days of rest at home would do the

insisting that she stay in the

saw me, her expression changed. Her eyes widened in terror as she pointed at me, and tears quickly

why did you push me

me froze