Chapter 702


    Chapter 702 Cherise Harnessing Her Power


    “Tell me about it,” Urs replied, oblivious to the sarcasmced in Cherise’s words.


    “So, my advice is: back off. Damien and my sister have a bond that surpasses time, a connection you


    could never replicate. Even if you reconcile, jealousy will poison your rtionship, leading to constant


    conflict. So, why subject yourself to such misery? Wouldn’t it be easier for everyone if you just let them


    be?”


    Unaware of the sting. Urs pressed on, “Speaking of which, I heard that Damien never even bought


    you a house or a car during your time together, right? How fortunate for my sister and me! He bought


    her at house three years ago, and I just received a brand-new car this year!”


    Urs’s gloating peaked as she dered, “I think it’s pretty clear who Damien truly values, right?”


    Cherise smiled back, “Confidence is certainly admirable. However, I believe you’ve misunderstood. Not


    everyone is as desperate andcking self-respect as you and your sister.”


    Urs’s smug grin faltered. “… What did you say?” she demanded, her voice rising. “Say that again!”


    Unfazed, Cherise maintained her gentle smile. “I believe I have made myself perfectly clear. I have no


    need for Damien to buy me a house or a car. If I desired such things, my parents could easily provide


    them, but I declined their offers.”


    “Everything I had beforeing here, the house in Lermille, the car, I built it all myself,” Cherise


    dered, her voice resonating with confidence. “A woman of substance doesn’t rely on her parents or a


    man. She earns her own way, and that’s where true self-respect and confidence are born.”


    She continued, her gaze unwavering, “Especially not from a stranger, someone whose kindness is


    motivated by mere gratitude.”This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    “In my eyes,” she dered, her voice now icy, “you and your sister, Rowena, are nothing more than


    parasites, invertebrates clinging to others for survival.”


    Urs, who had been reveling in the glory of Rowena’s aplishments, bristled like a cornered


    animal. “You!” she spat, dropping whatever she held and lunging at Cherise. “How dare you speak of


    my sister and me in such a way! Even Damien wouldn’t stoop so low!”


    Cherise’s lips curled into a


    sentimental heart, wouling smirk as she effortlessly evaded Urs’s attack, “Damien, bless his


    sentimental heart, would never utter such harsh truths about his ‘savior,” she said, her voice dripping


    with disdain. “But I do.”


    Dodging Urs’s next wild lunge with the grace of a matador, Cherise continued, “And let’s be perfectly


    clear, you and your sister, Rowena, are beneath my contempt. You’re mere specks in my eyes,


    unworthy of my attention. Have I made myself sufliciently clear?”


    Cherise’s voice rang with authority.


    “You-!”


    Ursunched a series of futile attacks, each effortlessly countered by Cherise. Frustrated and


    flustered, Urs could only point childishly at Cherise’s nose while spewing insults. “How dare you


    speak to me and my sister like that!” she raged.


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    “You pretend to be so high and mighty, so pure and untouched. You boast about owning your own car


    and house, yet here you are, living off Damien’s wealth! Exin yourself!”


    She pressed, “This is Damien’s property. And those two country bumpkins clearly are your


    impoverished rtives you’ve dragged along, aren’t they? Then, you’re just another leech, using


    Damien’s possessions to support your impoverished family!”


    Cherise sneered. “Ms. Urs, my advice for you is to spend less time throwing tantrums and more time


    expanding your knowledge base before you even try to bark at me.”