"So, you set me up, hoping I'd be stuck in prison forever?" Eliza couldn't help but admire Nova's cunning, though it hadn't gone as planned. "Are you disappointed now?"
Nova let out a mocking laugh. Leaning on her cane, she took a step closer to Eliza. "Disappointed? Do you really think this is over? Our little game is just starting. You should know that between you and me, Casper will always have my back. Take Grandfather's funeral, for example. He'll have me attend as Mrs. Welton, keeping you out. What does that tell you if you still don’t get it?"
Eliza knew. She just found it amusing.
Casper could care less about his own and the Welton family's reputation, and Nova could shamelessly show up at such an important event.
Was it a love that defied all logic? Maybe, but it was nothing to brag about.
"Nova, as long as he doesn't marry you, you're not that important to him, don’t you think?"
This was a sore spot for Nova. She'd dropped hints, both subtle and blatant, about wanting to marry Casper. However, Casper never took the bait.
She had planned to use Tristan and a fake horoscope reader to force Casper into a divorce so she could marry him. Now, with Tristan and Casper at odds, she was stuck in the middle.
"Marrying me is just a matter of time, Eliza. You know why he hasn’t divorced you yet, don’t you?"
Previously, Casper hadn't divorced her because he needed her blood. Now, with Jeffrey gone, Eliza felt Casper might divorce her any day.
"Why don't you ask him yourself?" Eliza stepped toward the door, nudging Nova aside. "Oh, and I'm definitely going to settle that score with you for framing me for arson."
Nova laughed wildly, mocking Eliza's bravado. "What can you do to me? With just one word, I could have you arrested again, Eliza. Who do you think you are?"
Eliza waved her phone. "I've got a recording. We'll see about that."
"You..."
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