She Became Rich After Divorce by Georgina Lane

Chapter 522: She Is a Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

Kate glanced at Juliana’s shadow projected on the ground and pulled out her phone, illuminating the screen to check the time.

Then came a laugh as Juliana declared, “Now is the hottest time of the day. This morning, I kneeled for two and a half hours. How about this, I’ll give you a discount-I just need Miss Chambers to kneel for an hour.”

Master Glenn gave Kate a meaningful look, seemingly surprised by her retaliatory behavior.

He mused inwardly, ‘How could I have thought she was weak and fragile? She’s clearly cunning, a wolf in sheep’s clothing!”

Juliana was infuriated. Should she thank Kate for giving her a discount?

In the dressing room, the sunlight was just right, creating a tranquil atmosphere. Kate sat in front of the mirror, reflecting her swollen yet beautiful face. Sweat beads hung on the tip of her nose, adding a touch of charm.

As she gazed at the slender figure in blue reflected in the mirror, she applied the ice pack Jayla had brought over to her wounds.

“Hiss.” A soft groan escaped her as she continued to apply the ice.

Master Glenn stood not far behind her and, seeing her furrow her brow, walked over with a faint smile. “Let me help you.”

He reached out to take the ice pack.

Kate evaded his hand, hastening to refuse his assistance, looking pleasantly surprised. “Thank you, Master Glenn, but I don’t want to bother you with this small matter. You’ve already helped me a lot earlier, and I’m very grateful.”

Master Glenn withdrew his hand and took a half step back, leaning against the dressing table and exuding an air of elegance.

fell upon Kate, and for some reason, his

first time in his life that Master Glenn had encountered

you don’t need to overthink it. I helped you just now because it was the right thing to do. Even if it wasn’t you, I

the ice pack didn’t seem to be working,

in her heart: Was she overthinking it? Master Glenn… never really had the intention of

in a fluster, “Really?

hairpin and removed it

grimace with pain, her fair and delicate face creasing

strand of their hair, while she seemed to disregard

out to hold her delicate, fair hand and carefully unravel the tangled hair from the hairpin, his slender fingertips meticulously untangling the strands. Though the distinguished Master Glenn was undeniably gentle, his words

could finish speaking, Master Glenn interrupted her. “Don’t move!” His deep voice sounded behind

her body stiff as she cautiously cast a

while Master Glenn stood beside her in a navy

attending to the matters at

smooth as silk, flowing through his fingertips made

her mind when Master Glenn

could he entertain

of the Weaver family were destined to be mere

the

of the Weaver family were administered a secret drug from birth, typically not living past the age of forty due to the effects of the poison. Their prime age for contribution was between 18 and 35, brief yet prosperous. Those with limited abilities would be

of his generation in the Weaver family, both in terms of ability and appearance. However, no one knew that his father was

later married her childhood sweetheart, Sterling Palmer, a

the dogs, if not for the Weaver