The Lady Nun Vows Revenge by Caroline Rowland

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

"Eliza Stonor, what in the world are you doing? Are you completely out of your mind?!" Sophie's voice rang out, filled with fury.

She had hoped there might still be a way to fix things, was now both fiarious and sumned. Her voice trembled with emotion, as if Eliza had just torn apart her own clothes.

Eliza kept the scissors in her hand, waving them around with a carefree smile. "What does it look like I'm doing? I'm cutting the gown. Didn't Dylan and you are it with their own eyes? Why all the drama?"

Dylan's eyes nearly shot fire. "You're seriously asking me that? That gown was custom-made for your coming-of-age ceremony, by me and Benedict! And you're just chopping in up like it's nothing?!"

Because no one

no one wants it anymore," Eliza said coldly, snipping again. "I don't want it, Sophie doesn't want it, so if no one wants it, it's gotta go"

Her icy demeanor made Dylan feel like he was looking at a complete stranger,

"Who says I don't warn it?" Sophie nearly screamed, rage bubbling over.

Shrid only turned the gown down to keep Dylan from suspecting anything, but she never expected Eliza to go this far.

she'd planned to wear the gown for her coming-of-age ceremony, but now, it was ruined-all because of Eliza,

This was the most expensive, most exquisite gown in all of Hasen City-there wasn't a second one like it.

Sophie felt a sharp pang of regret, as though her heart had been ripped out.

"When did you ever say you

you ever say you didn't want it?" Dylan demanded, his anger growing "Didn't you say you loved it? Didn't you treasure this gown!"

Liza didn't even flinch. "I don't like li

She said it slowly, emphasizing each word "Maybe I liked it once, but not anymore. I don't want anything that's not mine."

shredded. Just like her

to salvage it, but if she'd cut ties earlier, maybe it wouldn't have come to

said, dropping the scissors and turning away Her tone was full of impatience as she ushered them out of her way Dylan stood there, rooted in the

Is it because I made

of this her fault in the first place!

with every word, his voice sharp as he snapped, "This is all Benedict's fault He spolled you roisen, and now look at you Trampling all over your

huh? Are you planning

hit horse with Eliza, but she didn't

him, she didn't spare him a single glance, her posture

Dylan gritted his teeth, practically seething. "So now you think you can throw a tantrum with me,

wan. I'll go get Benedict and the others, and they'll see just how out of lime

snatched the crown Sophie Stonor had just picked up from the floor, along with the torn fabric and scattered debris, and

Sore Dylan

had time

out, the ragged crown

look, hesitated for a moment, and then

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Chapter 5

quiet that you could almost hear the

and Lady Sophie running out of Lady Eliza's room!"

Lord Dylan. If I'd known. I

at Lady Eliza again. She must've done something to Lady Sophie. That girl's got

You

get close to her after hearing that? What

terrifying! If that's the

flicker of emotion, her expression unreadable. One voice in particular stood out—it was Lillian Reed, her maid, speaking louder

chamber to please Sophie, and who had helped Sophie betray

ally.

up trouble among the servants, turning

cold spark flashed in Eliza's eyes. She'd never forget what S betrayed her

the Stonor family had done to