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Emily looked down at Stephanie..at this woman who'd stolen her boyfriend, ruined her reputation, pushed her to her death, and was now performing victimhood for the cameras.
She felt rage, hot and bright, rising in her chest.
But Emily had learned control. Three years on battlefields, three years commanding soldiers, three years as royalty...she knew how to hide fury behind ice.
Her face remained perfectly, beautifully cold.
Ming Li, however, had no such control.
"SISTER EMILY!" Ming Li's voice rang out, high and furious. "Do you want me to beat this wicked woman up?! She's making you look bad in front of the reporters! This is a tactical ambush! Dishonorable! Disgusting! I should throw her out the window!"
The hallway went silent.
Every reporter stared at Ming Li...this small, young woman who'd just casually suggested defenestration.
Patricia gasped. "Who is this person? Emily, how dare you bring such violent...."
