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.

fully committing to the act. Upon seeing this, I curled

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

hadn't subtly nudged her sideways at the

was necessary, but an actual fatality wasn't my

cradled her in his arms, his gaze burning with accusation. "Why didn't you hold on

voice cold. "Couldn't you see that Jae was barely holding up too? How much longer did

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

Elsa out the door. The

doctor concluded that there was nothing seriously wrong. It was just a minor bump on the head. She didn't even get a mild

couple of days of rest at home would do the

she stay

completed, Elsa slowly came to. The moment she saw me, her expression changed. Her

push me down

me froze at her