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After Victor departed from the funeral, Layla cast a complex glance at Raylee, saying in a mild tone, “Don’t assume that just because you’ve helped me. I’ll be grateful. Rosalind and Tiffany are no pushovers. If you’ve offended them, you’d better pray for your own luck
Shaking her head. Raylee said. “Ms. Layla, I didn’t intend to assist you. I simply thought they took it too far.”
“All right. You can leave now. I will look into the matter between Jeremiah and Bradley. I won’t wrong any innocent person, nor will I let any guilty one off the hook.
“I also fervently wish for Jeremiah to be vindicated.” Raylee turned around and left.
After taking a couple of steps, she turned back and tentatively asked, “Ms. Layla, could you let me know once the investigation results are out?”
After a moment of hesitation, Layla finally gave a nod of agreement.
While Raylee was waiting for a car by the roadside, she suddenly felt a chilling breeze from behind,
A shadow overlapped on the ground, startling her into wide–eyed fear. She immediately sidestepped to evade it.
Turning around, she realized it was Tiffany charging toward her, brandishing a stick with a menacing look, appearing as if she was about to teach her a lesson.
Sweat broke out all over Raylee.
Tiffany was a combat artist. If she were to give Raylee a beating, Raylee would be lucky to escape with her life intact.
Despite her unease, Raylee managed to maintain her composure and said, “Ms. Tiffany, please, try to stay calm.”
“Stay calm: After my dad publicly chastised me like that, you want me to calm down? F*ck you!” Tiffany stepped forward, her teeth gritted in anger.
Raylee immediately stepped back. “What do you want?”
“Of course, I won’t kill you. My dad made it clear that none of us in the Lorimer family are allowed to lay a finger on you because you belong to Jeremiah, regardless if he’s dead or alive! Tiffany voiced her frustration, saying, “What’s that nonsense about? I don’t buy into such crap. Tell me. What kind of spell did you cast on my dad? Why is he so protective of you!”
Paylee’s anxious heart finally found relief when she heard those words.
Tiffany, my earlier remarks at the funeral were out of line, and for that, I apologize sincerely.”
Raylee offered a deep bow in apology.
She knew a wise person would submit to circumstances in the face of absolute power.
“Hmph! Lucky for you, you know your place. However, I won’t accept your apology!” Tiffany arrogantly glared at her. “Don’t think I can’t touch you just because my dad protects you. If you dare to snatch my man, I’ll make you regret your entire life! I had you in prison for four years, so I can just as easily make it ten. Brace yourself!”
Rayler was nursing a throbbing headache. She had just managed to handle Layla, but she had to deal with Tiffany right after.
Tittany was nothing short of a plague god, far more troublesome than Layla
These folks from the Lorimer family just won’t go away! Patiently, Raylee explained to her, “Ms. Tiffany, I believe I was quite clear the last time we spoke. The one who’s after Casimir is Waverly, not me. You should be dealing with her instead of constantly coming after me. What’s your deal?”
“Hmpli! Don’t try to deflect!” Tiffany said, holding her head high with an air of arrogance. “Do you think I’m oblivious to that fact that you’re trying to use me to get rid of your sister? She stole your identity, took away your family, snatched the man you cherished, and robbed you of everything you had!”
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“Quit your nonsense.” Tiffany roared. “I’ve done my research. Casimir is not at all interested in Waverly! You’re intentionally clouding my judgment! Actually, the person Casimir truly fancies is you!”
Raylee let out a soft chuckle, a hint of sorrow surfacing in the depths of her eyes. “If what you’re saying is true, that Casimir is in love with me, then why did he abandon me during the four years I was in prison? If he really likes me, why hasn’t he married me? If things had worked out, would there ever be a chance for Waverly to come into the picture?”
“But he likes you now! Tiffany firmly stated her speculation. “Even though he’s usually such a calm and mature person, he threw caution to the wind, fooling around with you at the funeral. He even risked his life to save you in Musmeynia. That place is deadly, and one could lose their life at any moment. If he wasn’t deeply in love and concerned about you, why would he risk his life to save you?”
Faced with Tiffany’s wrath, akin to a deep–seated hatred for evil, Raylee found herself in a state of helplessness.
“Are you dead set on pointing the finger at me? It’s really not necessary. I’m not sure about his feelings toward me at this. point. I can’t control his heart either. However, I can assure you that I have absolutely no feelings for him,” Raylee said.
-Really?” Tiffany was skeptical. “Hmph! He’s such an incredible man. How could you possibly let him go? Don’t think for a second that I can’t see your hidden agenda! Last time, when you deliberately stirred up trouble at Lorimer Estate, you were actually trying to use me to deal with Waverly! You’re a scheming b*tch! Do you really think that by getting rid of Waverly, you can be with Casimir? That’s wishful thinking!“
