The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Alina's POV:

"Coco! You bitch! How dare you lie to me?" I bellowed. Anger surged through my veins.

Coco hurriedly came to my room. The panic was evident on her face as she trembled and kneeled before me. "Miss Quinn, what happened?"

I slapped her across the face. "How dare you ask me what happened? You bitch! When did you learn to be all sweet in front of me and stab me in the back?"

Coco's face flushed, and her body began to tremble. I kept poking her forehead hard with my sharp fingernail as I talked, leaving marks on her skin. But it was not enough. I twisted her ear and said, "Don't you want to live anymore?" How could you turn a deaf ear to my orders?"

Coco winced in pain but didn't dare to resist. "Miss Quinn, I really don't understand what you mean," she said in a shaky voice.

The pitiful look on her face infuriated me. I was so angry that I kicked the phone, lying on the floor, toward her. "See for yourself!"

Kneeling on the floor, Coco whimpered and picked up the phone. Her eyes widened in horror when she looked at the picture. "Miss Quinn, what's going on?"

I sneered and looked down at her. "What's going on? If the dress was not on sale, then how the hell is she wearing it? You can't get out of this room alive unless you give me a reasonable explanation!"

"I really didn't know, Miss Quinn! The dress wasn't for sale when I asked. Trust me," Coco begged as tears streamed down her face. She hugged my legs and continued to beg for mercy.

I kicked her away in disgust. "Don't touch me."

Anger surged up when I saw the stains on my silk dress. I was wearing a limited edition nightdress. It was maddening to see her leave her tears and snot on it.

nothing but to cry! You haven't made any progress

cheek and stopped crying. Then, she looked at me. Her tear-glazed eyes lit up all of a sudden. "Miss Quinn, maybe the dress is open for borrow now. Maybe

give you one more chance. Go and figure out what happened. I want to know who they lent the dress to. Contact the borrower, offer

hearing this, Coco nodded and ran out to follow

picked up my phone and stared at the photo. This post was today's hot

with the most likes stung

of jewelry in the photo is the most

this masterpiece. I was fortunate enough to see it at the Imperial Museum once. People call it the king of all jewelry. Nothing stands in

and looked at the mirror in the distance. The necklace on my neck faded

it! I am such a

it on the floor. I regretted being proud and arrogant a while ago. I naively believed I had the best things in the world but didn't think

saw the maids

me, I will make you all clean the pig sty!" I

Flora's POV:

as I posted Sylvia's photo, I saw compliments flooding in the

is as

this beautiful lady the blogger

face? Come on! Post a photo of your

how beautiful she must be." compliments, and I couldn't reply to everyone individually. Therefore, I