Alina's POV:

A while later, Coco rushed in. "Miss Quinn! I found it out."

Perhaps she was afraid of me that she paused for a moment and looked at me before continuing. "The dress wasn't lent out; it was sold to someone. The buyer had once saved Naphtali Bancroft's life, so the designer sold it to them. But they refused to tell me who the buyer was."

The one who had bought the dress was undoubtedly an influential person. I remembered the comments on the necklace, so I asked Coco to check who had bought the necklace from CHRISTIE'S auction house.

I had an answer in mind and was almost sure of it. However, I wanted to confirm everything before jumping to conclusions.

As expected, it was Rufus.

The answer drove me insane. I leaned against the sofa as I felt the anger bubbling inside me. I couldn't figure out why Rufus had done that. He never replied to any of my messages or even bothered to look at

me.

the empire. Countless men were attracted

felt powerless

abandoned pawn of my father's game of power. I fisted my hair and gritted my teeth to control my anger. I didn't know how to make Rufus fall for me. A wave of humiliation consumed me. I cried out

breath to calm down. When I looked up, I caught a

post was already deleted. I immediately asked Coco to check the IP address of the blogger. Although we couldn't find the specific information, the result revealed someone in the military school had posted the picture, which seemed to

I had planned; she was more

few more messages, asking him

Sylvia's leg but couldn't understand why it was taking him so long to do such

Warren's POV:

I didn't bother checking it. I took a gulp of beer to ease off the

been texting me since yesterday, asking me if I had dealt

been a time when I was desperate to receive messages from

aggressive. She didn't seem like the considerate, sweet

my love for Alina was as firm as a rock, but the mere

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