Molly's anxious smiles were etched in my mind forever. How fervently her eyes wanted to please me, and how eager she was to get on my good side, brought a sense of vendetta to me.
I was going to carry out my revenge on them. I glanced at Navaeh, who was smiling at the white-haired nobleman who was saying something to her. It was a matter of time; I was going to get my sweet revenge on them for how badly they had treated me.
My eyes drifted from Navaeh to the assistants behind the Butler, bringing in more gifts and bouquets of roses. This made me wonder what kind of woman Ximena was.
Did the people actually love her for real, or was this a nice gesture for their Alpha? Was Enid a kind ruler, and the only way people ever could repay his kindness was to send felicitations in gifts and kind?
Before I could make it out of the living room, I saw Marcella approach Molly. Molly's face was now lit up in glee as Marcella's smiles settled her way.
I knew Marcella was interested in finding out more about me, and she could've heard Molly mention my resemblance to her stepsister.
Of course, there were resemblances. I wouldn't be here if there were no resemblance. I was tempted to eavesdrop on whatever they were going to talk about, but my schedule for the day did not permit me to.
The more I stuck around in the living room, the greater the chances of Navaeh spotting me. If I could escape Molly, it was going to be double the effort to escape Navaeh. She definitely was going to see beyond what Molly saw.