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.

to cry! You haven't made any progress in these

clamped her cheek and stopped crying. Then, she looked at me. Her tear-glazed eyes lit up all of a sudden. "Miss Quinn, maybe the dress

who they lent the dress to. Contact the

Coco nodded and ran out to follow my

picked up my phone and stared at the photo. This post was

the most

of jewelry in the photo is the most luxurious piece ever sold by

this masterpiece. I was fortunate enough to see it at the Imperial Museum once. People call it the

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

am such

being proud and arrogant a while ago. I naively believed I had

saw the maids staring at me in

you continue to stare at me, I will make you all clean the

Flora's POV:

soon as I posted Sylvia's photo, I

Looking at her is as thrilling as seeing

beautiful

on! Post a photo of your face.

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