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?"

clearly designed to provoke, and Amara's gaze sharpened. "Amelia Abbott, are

before arching an eyebrow. "Well, look at that. The shrinking violet's finally grown

Amara lived with the Sullivan family, the two had often teamed up to make her life

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

she joined Elowen in mocking Amara. The nearby guests, catching

slowly at

Amelia, if you can't speak like decent people,

Amelia's smile dropped.

that?

couldn't stand up for herself. After hearing about her recent divorce, she expected Amara to

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

stare seemed to catch Amelia off guard, her

Elowen, having already witnessed

"Go ahead, hit her. But remember,