Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 253 How Dare You Slap Her

This was the carrot-and-stick approach. Dad always fell for this tactic.

Sure enough, he took my words to heart.

He looked at Elsa and handed her a black card. "Your sister is right. You're still young, and you can afford to enjoy yourself a little longer. Use this card to buy whatever you like. There's no limit. I've got you covered."

Elsa nodded, casting a resentful glance my way before turning to Dad with a look of gratitude.

"I'll listen to you, Dad," she said obediently, accepting the card without the

slightest protest. She even stopped Jack, who had been about to speak up on her behalf.

Watching her sit there so demurely, I became even more wary. She was definitely planning something.

Sure enough, right after dinner, she came looking for me while I was strolling in the garden.

She glanced around before flashing me a bright smile. "Where's Eric? You're out here all alone?"

I scoffed. "Don't you already know where he is?"

During dinner, she had spent the whole time gushing about how Eric and Dad shared the same interests. Dad, pleased by the praise, immediately dragged Eric into his study after the meal.

already if I weren't waiting for him. I wouldn't be standing here, watching Elsa put on a

sat down on the swing beside me, still wearing that innocent smile. But that smile looked almost eerie under the

didn't say a word and just met her

she finally asked, "Jane,

you really think you're qualified to join the company?

just slandered her with some outrageous accusation. "Jane, how could you say that about me? The interior design competition was incredibly difficult, and I still placed second. Doesn't that prove

let out a

up herself before I could even expose her.

met her gaze and asked slowly, "Doesn't that award

hitched. She hesitated before

waved my hand dismissively, a smirk tugging at my lips.

yet. If I exposed her now, Mom and Dad would only be

doubt. Then, she suddenly. smiled after a moment.

Dad see how you keep targeting me, don't you think

all your

arched a brow, the corner of my

do you plan

left my mouth, she