Tobey grabbed a fistful of her hair and yanked her sharply toward him. He threatened her with a low voice, "Chelsea, enough with your little games." She had brought Yvette up on purpose.He knew Chelsea was smart, calculating, and ruthlessly vengeful. Anyone who crossed her would find themselves torn to pieces by her claws. Tobey understood all that, but he rarely intervened. He didn't care how aggressive she was with the world outside. As long as she wasn't the one being wronged, he could turn a blind eye. After all, this wild creature was tethered by a leash he had personally fastened around her neck. She could lash out anywhere else, but not here. In the end, he blamed himself. He was the one who had spoiled her, after all. Chelsea winced as his rough grip tugged painfully at her scalp, but she didn't cry out. Instead, her lips curled into a smile—one that was sharp and icy. Tobey bore into her with undisguised contempt. He saw right through her antics. He couldn'
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