Chapter 41
Claudia’s teeth clenched, rage burning in her eyes as she glared at the nonchalant smirk on Rosalie’s lips. Before she could retort, Rosalie casually pulled out her phone, tapped the screen a few times, then turned it toward Claudia with a dow, taunting smile.
Rosalie sneered, “See this? This is what you actually look like. Stop trying to paint yourself as some noble martyr. It’s disgusting.”
The video Rosalie played was of a pig greedily devouring its feed, chomping and smacking its lips with an obnoxious, gluttonous enthusiasm. The wet, slurping noises stabbed straight into Claudia’s heart like a knife.
To Claudia, this wasn’t just an insult–it was outright humiliation. Rosalie was comparing her to a filthy, lowly pig
Claudia’s face flushed red with fury. Her whole body trembled as she gritted her teeth, her bloodshot eyes locked onto Rosalie with seething hatred, as if she wished she could tear her apart and swallow her whole
Edward, having tolerated Rosalie’s increasingly ruthless remarks up to this point, finally lifted his gaze, barely suppressing his anger as he shot her a cold glare. His voice was sharp with fury. “Rosalie, you’re going too far. If anything happens to Helena, you’ll pay for it
The moment the words left his mouth, Rosalie let out a laugh, utterly unbothered. She arched a brow, meeting his gaze with a teasing smirk. “Oh And how exactly do you plan to make me pay?”
“You” Edward stopped mid–sentence, suddenly realizing the bitter truth–there was nothing he could do to her. At least, not for now.
As long as Talley Group wasn’t fully under his control, he would always be at Rosalie’s mercy.
The thought gnawed at him filling him with even more frustration. He had thought that with Bella dead, Dominik in a vegetative state, and George gone, he would finally be able to take full control of Talley Group.
In his eyes, Rosalie was just a 20–year–old girl, pampered her whole life, her head filled with naive fantasies of love. He’d thought she was supposed to be the easiest to manipulate.
