Chapter 417\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 417\u00a0<\/p>\n
A heated argument was taking place outside, and a moment later, the door burst open.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Honora, who had been meticulously preparing herself to captivate Lucius, had fashioned a makeshift veil from a piece of gauze to hide her scar. At the sound of the door, she lifted her head, her eyes artfully wide and vulnerable a look she had perfected during her time with the Judsons.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But it wasn\u2019t Lucius who entered. It was Livia.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Livia stormed into the room, her beautiful face contorted with rage. Her eyes, burning like hot coals, fixed on Honora. \u201cSo it really is you, Honora!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She marched over and slapped Honora across the face with all her might.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sharp crack echoed through the room, knocking the gauze veil from Honora\u2019s face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Honora staggered back, dizzy from the blow, and collapsed onto the cold, hard floor.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The guards at the door rushed to explain. \u201cMs. Tyson, you\u2019ve misunderstood! This woman isn\u2019t Mr. Lincoln\u2019s mistress-\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Livia wasn\u2019t listening. \u201cWith that pathetic, seductive act she just put on, you expect me to believe she\u2019s not his mistress?\u201d she spat. \u201cWhat is she then, his business partner?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She gestured to her own security. \u201cTake her away! Let\u2019s show her what happens when you mess with my man!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMs. Tyson, Mr. Lincoln wants to see her. You can\u2019t take her\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Livia planted her hands on her hips, her voice booming with authority. \u201cI am taking her today, and I\u2019d like to see any of you try to stop me!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
One of the guards tried again, cautiously. \u201cMs. Tyson, this will displease Mr. Lincoln\u2026\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Livia sneered. \u201cAre you saying this shameless tramp is more important to Lucius than his own fianc\u00e9e?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The guard was rendered speechless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her advantage, Livia\u2019s arrogance grew. She ignored the guards and waved her own men forward. They hauled the stunned Honora to her feet and dragged her out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Downstairs, Honora finally found her voice and began to struggle. \u201cLivia, there\u2019s nothing between me and Mr. Lincoln! If you take me, you\u2019ll have to face his anger!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Livia turned and slapped her again. \u201cLook at yourself. You\u2019re in no position to threaten me. You think you\u2019re still Regal City\u2019s number one belle? Please. You\u2019re nothing but a fraud who stole someone else\u2019s life!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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12:03\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 417\u00a0<\/p>\n
Once they were in the car, Livia let out a sigh of relief. She turned to one of the bodyguards. \u201cAlright, you can take her. But first, give me your boss Larissa\u2019s contact information. I need to have a word with her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
At the mention of Larissa\u2019s name, Honora stopped struggling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
What was going on? When had Livia and Larissa become acquainted?\u00a0<\/p>\n
The bodyguard holding Honora nodded. \u201cOf course.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
After leaving the office, Larissa drove back to her villa on the Judson estate. Just as she pulled to a stop, her phone, which was sitting on the passenger seat, began to ring. It was an unknown number.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Curious, she answered.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A woman\u2019s voice came through the speaker. \u201cLarissa?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
12:03\u00a0<\/p>\n
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