Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 272

Dorian wrapped an arm around Elysia's waist as they headed inside, leaving

Amara to continue welcoming the guests. She glanced at their retreating figures and then turned her attention back to her duties.

"Oh, Elowen! There you are! I was wondering where you'd disappeared to."

The voice arrived before its owner-a woman in her twenties, donning a champagne-colored gown, swept over and linked arms with Elowen.

She was striking enough, with makeup applied a bit too heavily, and carried an air of superiority. Standing next to Elowen, they looked like they could be sisters, as if they were meant to stand side by side.

Amara's expression soured the moment she spotted the woman, and she quickly turned away, hoping to avoid her.

"Well, if it isn't Ms. Sullivan," the woman said, her voice dripping with fake cordiality, as she made her way over to Amara. She waved exaggeratedly, forcing Amara to acknowledge her.

Her eyes flitted over Amara, landing with disdain on the mask covering her face. "Still wearing the mask, huh? Even at your father's celebration? Don't you think that's a bit rude, not showing your face?"

tone was theatrical, clearly designed to provoke, and Amara's

aback for a moment before arching an eyebrow. "Well, look at that.

daughter of the Abbott family and Elowen's closest friend. Back when Amara lived with the Sullivan family, the two had often teamed up to make her life miserable, and Amara had not forgotten

as she giggled. "Amelia, why bother? Have you forgotten what Amara looks like? That face could frighten the guests more than a

Elowen in

slowly

pair of them. "Elowen, Amelia, if you can't speak like

Amelia's smile dropped.

do you mean by that?

pushover someone who couldn't stand up for herself. After hearing

you. And this is my house. If I can insult you, I can certainly throw

Amelia off

Elowen, having already witnessed

smirked. "Go ahead, hit her. But remember,