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Bella's POV
"Ouch…" Bella groaned as she sat up, her back aching. "How could she hit me like that with a rolling stick? What if I had died? Hmph—Mirabel, you're done for. Just wait until I tell Rose… you're finished."
She stood carefully, rubbing her sore back, and limped toward their room. On the way, she heard banging on a door, followed by desperate cries.
"Help! Somebody help me!"
Bella froze. The voice… it was familiar. She rushed closer.
"That's Rose!" she gasped, quickly unlocking the door.
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Rose's POV
Pain shot through her body as she stirred awake. "Ouch… that bastard."
She looked around—the storage room. She struggled to her feet, staggering toward the locked door. She rattled the handle, then slammed her fists against it.
"Somebody help me!"
The door creaked open and Bella stood there.
"Rose! Who locked you in?"
"It was that bitch Mirabel. And what the hell happened to your face?"
Bella scowled. "She hit me with a rolling stick—knocked me out cold. And you?"
"The same. She attacked me too."
The two of them exchanged furious glances.
"So what now?" Bella asked.
Rose's lips curved into a sly smile. "We go to Miss Angelica."
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Angelica's POV
"Where are Rose and Bella when I need them?" she muttered, stepping into her bathroom.
She filled the tub, bathed, then slipped into a revealing, sheer gown that clung to her curves. After a touch of makeup, she headed straight to Lucian's room.
From the bathroom, she heard his deep groans. A perfect chance. Smiling wickedly, she posed seductively on his bed.
But her plan shattered when the door opened—Mirabel stormed out, lips swollen, Lucian trailing after her.
Angelica's eyes widened. Her lips… swollen. Don't tell me—they kissed?
Mirabel glanced at Angelica, smiling faintly. That smile cut deeper than any blade.
She's smiling because she's with him… because she's taking what's mine.
Her chest burned with rage, but she forced herself calm.
"Get out," Lucian snapped, finally noticing her.
Fear jolted her, and she stumbled from the room, running to her quarters. Once inside, she broke. Throwing things across the room, she collapsed onto the floor, sobbing.
"How can he threaten me like that? Lucian, she doesn't love you—she only wants your money! But me… I love you. I'm in love with you. Why can't you see that?"
Her tears blurred her vision when the door opened. Rose and Bella stepped in, their faces bruised.
"Miss…?" Angelica blinked, wiping her cheeks. "What happened to you?"
"Mirabel," they answered in unison.
"She dared lay hands on you?" Angelica's voice trembled with fury.
"Don't worry, miss," Rose said smoothly, leaning down to whisper something in her ear.
Angelica's lips twisted into a smile. "Perfect."
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Lucian's POV
"I don't want to discuss this with you now."
I released her arm, unwilling to push her further. Mirabel stormed away to her room.
When I checked, Tracy wasn't inside. Mirabel sighed, slipping into the bathroom. Minutes later, she emerged in a fresh dress and disappeared toward the garden.
"Steve."
"Yes, sir?"
"Follow her. If she's with a man, report to me immediately."
"Yes, boss."
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Mirabel & Tracy's POV
"So you spent the night in Dave's room?" Tracy asked.
"Yes," Mirabel muttered.
The two shared a bowl of meat, chatting idly, until heavy footsteps approached.
Suddenly, guards seized Mirabel's arms.
"Hey! What are you doing? Let me go!" she struggled, eyes blazing.
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