If Anna hadn't undergone the surgery that had completely cured her, she would have easily collapsed on that single slap—yet, she did not.
Trisha helped Anna stand and then she turned towards Emily and sneered.
"You're quite pathetic, do you know that?"
Emily's eyes narrowed.
"You clearly fought with Anna over this man and yet you planned to have him killed, how interesting."
Emily's eyes grew cold instantly. She did not say anything, but her slow steps forward sent chills crawling down Trisha's spine.
"How did you know? I thought only I and Ragon, my brother knows…. Wait—" She smiled darky, like the devil's advocate.
"Maybe Oscar told you, didn't he?"
Trisha did not accept, neither did she reject and it was enough to give Emily the answer to her question.
"I never knew Cameron would actually indulge you… I used to think he was level headed—"
