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Chapter 271

Chapter 271

Third Person’s POV

Priscilla felt tears welling up–Wanda had scammed her.

She was upset but also grateful that Adelaide had helped her get the pink diamonds back yesterday and was still supporting her now.

But she knew it wouldn’t be easy to get the money back. Wanda had scammed a lot, after all.

There was a good chance the real financial reports wouldn’t even be accessible. She might be running in circles for nothing.

Adelaide offered a brief word of comfort and then left after a bow.

Lance wasn’t involved in this. He had more important matters today–he was heading back to the Frostfang Pack.

Usually, packing gifts was an omega’s job, but Lance insisted on doing it himself. He carefully loaded each gift intended for the Frostfang Pack onto the carriage.

There was a reason for his caution–among Irene’s students was a mysterious one named Prunella, who might be lurking near the Blackthorn Pack, keeping an eye on things.

Lance knew the Warscar Training Camp doted on Adelaide. If it weren’t for Klein’s strictness, Adelaide would never face consequences for her mistakes there.

Sometimes when Adelaide messed up and returned, Irene would “discipline” her before Klein even had the chance. But it was all for show, to avoid Klein’s harsher punishments.

After Irene’s token “punishment,” Craig and others would plead for leniency, and the burden on Adelaide would be light.

However, if Klein took action, Adelaide would truly suffer–a fact she’d learned the hard way, making her avoid Klein like the plague.

gifts, he

glad Adelaide had friends backing her up, but he also wanted Irene and the others to know

letters to the Warscar Training Camp each month, sharing both good and bad news. The camp wouldn’t need

filled with gifts,

highlighted her fair skin. Two orchids pinned to her hair added

recalling the previous night, felt a rush of desire. His gaze

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same one Lance had worn the past

looked away,

approached and took her hand. “The gifts are all packed.

Adelaide agreed meekly, her

mated and had been intimate, his public gesture still filled her with joy and

“Why does Adelaide blush when

at Adelaide’s rosy cheeks, replied nonchalantly, “Men holding women’s hands naturally make them

I hold your hand?

“My skin’s too thick. Even if

to understand

fleet of gift–laden vehicles, as they headed back to the

fate, they encountered Ulrik and Gloria

noting his swollen face–a clear

with Lance,

curtain, a smirk playing on his lips. He hoped Ulrik resented him for the

Lance’s gaze, spotted Ulrik and guessed what had

his head. “Not sure. Maybe. Their mates