Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 324

The woman was decked out in designer jewelry, exuding a sort of regal authority, yet she was a complete stranger to Amara.

Amara furrowed her brow, wondering, "Who is this person?"

The woman noticed Amara too and gave her a scrutinizing once-over, her own brows knitting together even tighter. "Who is she?" she demanded, with an air of entitlement that made Amara squirm.

A nearby maid stepped forward cautiously, "Ma'am, this is Miss Amara."

Amara? The woman's eyes widened as she looked Amara over again, her gaze settling on her striking face. "Wasn't she disfigured? How does she look like this now?"

The woman's lack of tact was astonishing, and Amara felt her patience wearing thin.

unspoken resentment. She strode towards Amara,

coolly, "Well, they healed, didn't

casual, clearly unfazed by the woman's status. The woman, looking every bit the aggrieved socialite, clenched her fists and spat, "Aren't you and Finn divorced? Why are you still hanging around the Everly estate?

who was generally easygoing. Anyone else would have snapped at the first rude comment, but Amara

called shameless was hers. She retorted sharply, "You're

This is

state

is the master of this house, and he invited me here. Who are you to question that?

expression darkening as she raised

Sullivan, ma'am, please don't fight." The maid was in

whispered tearfully, "Ms. Sullivan, this