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My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 69

It seemed like everything in this world was either something Xanthea desired or didn't bother about, with no middle ground. And it seemed everyone favored and adored her unconditionally, no matter her actions.

But Isabella, no matter how hard she tried, no matter how high she climbed, no matter how strong she pretended to be, always felt like a mere shadow in her presence.

Isabella questioned fiercely, "What exactly is your relationship with Chairman Lockwood?"

Xanthea raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "It's something you'll never be able to replicate."

"You!"

Isabella clenched her teeth, furious. Xanthea always knew exactly how to strike at her weakest points.

"Bye, copycat."

Xanthea brushed past her, leaving Isabella watching her retreat, her fury nearly palpable. "What are you so proud of, Xanthea? Even if you have everything, you'll always be a loser in love!"

"When you were head over heels for Matthew, he was busy flirting with your dear stepsister, sparks flying everywhere!"

"Isn't it ironic? Life gave you beauty, brains, talent, and a wealthy family background. And yet, what good did it do? You still blindly fell for a man who mooches off women, losing to your stepsister who's nothing compared to you. Talk about karma!"

"One day, you'll end up with nothing, abandoned by the ones you love!"

Her tirade echoed like thunder, halting Xanthea in her tracks. She slowly turned around, disbelief etched across her face.

How could Isabella know about Matthew and Miranda's affair? How could she predict her tragic fate from a past life?

Seeing the absurdity on Xanthea's face, Isabella knew she didn't believe her. Well, it didn't matter. Sooner or later...

"How did you know about Matthew and Miranda behind my back?"

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