Chapter 257


    Kelly was awfully pleased.


    But on the surface, she maintained a facade of humility. “Oh, you tter me,” she eximed. “I’m just


    here to show my support.”


    “Mdm. Green, you delightful creature.” Thedies were still praising her.


    Sasha toyed with the idea of spilling the champagne on her tray onto Kelly. And while she changed out


    of her soiled dress, Sasha would steal her phone.


    Before she could carry out her n, the butler emerged from the vi.


    “Madam, Mr. Frederick says it’s almost time. I’m here to escort you to see the youngdy.”


    “Very well, I will go now.” Mrs. Sanders went promptly.


    Property belongs to N?vel(D)r/ama.Org.


    Without her, thedies who remained were scarcely worth Kelly’s time. After excusing herself, she


    headed towards the second floor and disappeared behind a door. Sasha tailed her cautiously.


    “How did it go? Did she agree to lend you the money?”


    Sasha froze in surprise. It was the voice of Xandra. She is here too!


    “No, not yet,” Kelly replied. “There are many guests today; it’s not a good time. Perhapster tonight.”


    She sounded impatient. Sasha heard the clink of ss as she poured herself tea.


    Xandra noticed her aunt’s temper. “Would she refuse to?” she asked nervously. “I’m telling you, I’ve


    posted the rumor online hours ago. If Sebastian finds out, he will not forgive us.”


    Her voice was shrill with panic.


    Outside, Sasha’s mind went nk with shock as she heard Xandra’s confession.


    It’s really them!


    But why? How did they know about this? Who told them?


    That book, what did they have to do with it?


    Sasha’s brain swam with one question after another. She was furious, not daring to believe that her


    theory actually became a reality. Her heart sank again with the familiar sense of dread.


    What do these two b*tches want?


    If they hired the psychologist to hypnotize me, it means that they really wanted me dead.


    What about now?


    What are they nning to do now?


    Don’t they care about ruining a man’s reputation by exposing those details?


    Sasha felt trapped. She made up her mind. Even if she were to die, she would not allow these two to


    seed.


    She left quickly before they had a chance to see her outside.


    Ten minutester, Kelly reappeared downstairs in search of Mrs. Sanders. Sasha slipped back upstairs


    to Xandra’s room.


    She opened the door and entered.


    “Who said you cane in? I already told you, I don’t need anything. Without my permission, no one is


    allowed in!”


    Xandra had a white veil over her face. At the sight of the middle-aged housemaid, she lost her temper.


    Hang on, this maid is unusual.


    Sasha did not utter a sound or showed any indication that she was upset. She locked the door and


    approached Xandra.


    “What do you want?” thetter asked, suddenly feeling uneasy. She stumbled backward as Sasha


    approached her with a thin and long needle.


    “Sasha, is that you?” Xandra cried in recognition.


    She turned even paler than her veil.


    Sasha looked at her without expression nonchntly. Her gaze was as deep and calm as an old well.


    “How did you know about the secret?”


    “What secret?”


    “Was it because of that book? Who gave it to you?” Sasha asked. “You’d better tell me what I want to


    know. I won’t hesitate to finish you off with this.” She showed her needle.


    Her tone was even, betraying no sign of anger.


    There are people in the world who were more frightening than those with terrible tempers, like Sasha.


    Her murderous air was as light as a cloud on a sunny day.


    She did not make threats; she promised consequences.


    It was a shame that Xandra did not know that before it was toote.


    She did not for a moment to believe that Sasha would be capable of such a thing.


    “Finish me off?” Xandra scoffed. “Are you intimidating me, Sasha? Fine, I’ll tell you. I found out about


    the secret from the book. But I’m not telling you who gave it to me. Are you going to finish me now?”


    Sasha’s smile was devoid of warmth and mirth. The next moment, her lust for murder became


    overpowering. As if by instinct, the needle flew out of her hand towards Xandra.


    The woman saw the glint for a split second under the light from the window. Before she had time to


    retreat, she sank to the floor in a dead faint.