Jilted Heiress Strikes Back
Her fingers tapped the harp absentmindedly a few times before she said coolly, “Take this broken thing and burn it.”
Standing nearby was a woman with a submissive demeanor. Her expression turned troubled as she said quickly, “Miss Johnson, that’s... that’s the young master’s favorite item. If he finds out...”
A glint of icy malice flashed in Sora’s eyes as she snorted, “So what if he finds out? It’s just a stupid harp. Does Reid really dare argue with me over this?”
“B-But…”
Sora snapped, “But what?! I’ve told you what to call me—Young Madam! Someone come, drag her out and beat her! I want her flesh torn open!”