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“She’s in Verte Monde, but do not worry. Everything was put back in their right places. I’d be back there with her in no time. Anyway, I pass through to introduce to you my cousin, the one who manipulated the misfortunes of Allyssa.” Madame Maida glared at Maziar who was in total shock. She hold him by the arm, and with her eyes turning black, she whispered a command. Maziar fell deep in her enchantment, and I was surprised how fast he climb the tower. Once at the top, he mindlessly throw himself in the air, only to be grabbed by the gravity, and he fell mercilessly from the hundred-foot edifice to the cemented ground. I heard his bones made a sound crack while the impact of the fall spared

she shrugged again. Mabel had to struggle to regain her composure. She needed to keep her wits about her for her sister’s sake. Rachel may look like she was holding herself up but Mabel knew if she showed any sign of weakness whatsoever Rachel would break down and slip into an abyss of depression. And this time Mabel feared she would not recover. “Do you regret?” she asked.

She lunged forward and pulled Mabel away from me. "He tripped and fell, pulling me along with him" Mabel quickly said while defending herself. "How dare you!" Martha tried to slap her but Mabel caught her wrist, Martha and I were shocked and stared at Mabel unbelievably. "I won't let you hit me again," Mabel said still holding Martha's wrist. "What did I just say? That master Grey tripped and fell pulling me along with him" she said and gave Martha a cold look. "Lord Grey, you can see see this can't you?" Martha asked me but I only walked away.

I looked up, startled by the curious tilt of her head. “You’re not listening,” she frowned, her little brow furrowing in that way that always reminded me of Thomas. “I’m sorry,” I admitted, reaching across the table to take her small hand in mine, “I’ve just got a lot on my mind today. But I’m here now. What were you saying?” Mabel hesitated for a moment, then leaned forward as if sharing a secret, “I was telling you about the butterflies we saw outside. They were so pretty, Mommy. One landed on my hand!”

he finally said, “her disappearance bothers me.” “Lev, Mabel may not be who you think she is,” I said. He looked up, sharply. “Don’t.” “I’m serious," I pressed on. “So am I.” I stepped forward, arms crossed behind my back, “Lev, I know how you feel, but you need to open your eyes, there’s more to Mabel than you understand—that night she lost control, do you remember the way she screamed? The way it shook the building, the rogues and practically everyone in hearing distance?”

she added sweetly, and innocently. Mabel shot her one last scornful look before snorting in disgust. "You’re such a slave," she muttered under her breath. With that, she stalked toward the bathroom, pulling off her clothes in one swift motion. Bare, she glanced at her reflection in the mirror. Her body was well-rounded, her curves perfectly aligned, and she whispered with a smile. "You’re mine, Edward," Without another thought, Mabel stepped into the tub. But as her foot touched the water, a shrill scream tore from her throat.

“Where’s Gwen?” He pointed up the stairs and laughed. “I’m having my men give her a good lesson upstairs. You shouldn’t watch, or else it’ll break your heart.” “I’m here to make sure she’s safe.” I ignored him and headed upstairs. Gwen was there, just as he said, but she had been tied up in a large pillar of water. The water level had already gone past her nose. I waved my hand, activating the livestream function in my secret camera. Completely oblivious to my plan, Shannon raised a brow and said, “See that? It’s all your fault for ignoring my texts. You’re the reason she wound up like this!”

Mabel managed to dodge, but shards of glass tore across her face, arms, and thighs. She fell into a gap between cabinets. Smoke spread rapidly around her. Mabel couldn't stop coughing. Her leg had been hit, and it hurt badly, so she had to use both her hands and feet to crawl out while coughing. Every few steps drained all her strength. By the time she reached the door, she couldn't go any further. Desperately, she reached out her hand for help. "Help… me…" She raised her head weakly and saw Lennon's cold expression.

Isla POV Mabel was sitting on the nurse's cot with her legs swinging, an ice pack balanced on one knee and a bandage across her chin the size of a postage stamp. She looked less hurt than insulted. "I wasn't even on the high part," she said, before I'd gotten all the way through the door. "Everybody's saying I was on the high part. I was on the low part. Jaylen swung the bar." "Jaylen swung the bar."

I pulled away from the hug and looked at Mabel " I don't think I would ever be able to face him. Maybe never again " Mabel only nodded. She was a much more cry baby than I was. We hugged again, My head splitting. We stayed like that for minutes. Damn this is killing me. Is this what heartbreak feels like???