Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 258 Give Her a Chance

As Elsa spoke, she pulled out her phone, seemingly ready to transfer money to Liliana.

Liliana stopped her with a quiet voice, saying, "I don't want your money anymore."

After hearing this, Elsa put her phone away. She frowned at Liliana. "Then what do you want?"

Liliana's gaze was firm. "I want you to admit to everyone that you plagiarized."

Elsa's face went pale in an instant. Without even thinking, she blurted out, "No way! I already paid you before. What more do you want? If it's not enough, I can give you more. But if you expect me to tell people that those designs were yours, forget it!"

Liliana let out a cold laugh. "So, you're admitting it, then? That all those award- winning designs were actually mine?"

Elsa lifted her chin, defiant. "So what if they were? I paid for them, didn't I? That makes them mine. What's wrong with me using what I bought?"

Watching her act so self-righteous, I turned to Jack, who stood to the side, his expression dark with anger. "So, this is the kind and upright little sister you've always talked about?"

The moment I finished speaking, I stepped out of the shadows, pulling Jack along with me.

a competition at this level? Which makes me wonder..." I put on a look of exaggerated surprise. "All those designs you've done before... Don't tell

her face. She carefully inched toward him, her voice trembling as she tested the

rushed to explain, saying, "Jack, I just had a moment of weakness. I didn't mean to do it. I just... I didn't want to disappoint Mom and Dad. I saw

so this is how you make them happy? Your

defend herself. "Jack, I paid for those pieces. I

corrected her, "Forced transactions don't count. Choose your

Jack's voice erupted like

his expression for a long moment, he said nothing. Then, when he finally looked up at me, his lips curled into a mocking smile. "So, this was your plan all along?

simply held his gaze, silent

had coerced and manipulated. She had stolen,

of it was laid bare

by her, everything that followed wouldn't have happened. He wouldn't have ended up in a coma, and our parents wouldn't have been heartbroken

to wake up and

in Jack's eyes. He

a handkerchief and a pen, and

down your bank account and your