Talented Hairess A Rose with Thorns

Chapter 554

"Ms. Olson, it's getting late. You should get some rest. I shouldn't disturb you any longer," Lionel said gently while looking at Victoria.

"Okay. You should rest early too, Lionel."

After closing the door, Victoria's smile vanished, replaced by an expression of cold indifference. She grabbed the kitten in her arms and roughly tossed it to the ground, clearly disgusted by the poor creature. "Meow..." The kitten let out pitiful cries, writhing in pain from the harsh landing.

"Shut up!" Victoria snapped.

The usual sweet innocence in her eyes was replaced by unadulterated cruelty and hatred.

"Where did he even get this filthy thing from? And how is it a good idea to give it to me?" Victoria sneered, glaring at the trembling little orange tabby.

The terrified kitten huddled into a corner, too frightened to make another sound as it stared at her with wide, fearful eyes.

neck and tightened her grip around its throat.

took it out on the helpless

had orchestrated her plan with precision, slowly igniting Alice's hatred for

even hired those thugs to humiliate Alice and ensured they told her it was a beautiful woman who had ordered

impersonate Lionel, calling Alice to trick her into poisoning Yvette. If it worked, Yvette would be dead. If it failed, Alice would never suspect Victoria had anything to do with it. Lionel would be the one to take the blame. But Yvette hadn't played by her rules. Despite all the evidence Victoria had carefully laid out to implicate

scapegoat failed. If Yvette continued the investigation, she might uncover Victoria's role. Hence, Victoria was determined to silence Yvette. Victoria's once innocent, doe-like eyes now gleamed with malice. She tossed the kitten aside like trash, pulling out her phone and dialing a number she

and Victoria's expression shifted as

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person on the

left Croedal. If we strike before she

man replied coldly, "Okay. Do as you

face as she casually brushed a few strands of hair away from her face. Her loose sleeve slipped down, revealing a pale arm marked with a small star-shaped

entrance of the

waiting at the gate so that he could be