The Monster at My Feet novel Chapter 31

Helena's face instantly turned a mottled, furious red.

At the same time, a sharp, piercing pain shot through her arm right where Sylvie had grabbed her.

"Ah! Get the hell out of my way! Drop dead, you bitch!"

Driven mad by the sudden agony, she thrashed violently, using all her strength to shove Sylvie away.

But this time, she met no resistance.

The young girl was thrown back, stumbling and nearly crashing to the floor.

The grievance she had been desperately holding back finally erupted.

"Helena, I was only worried about you. Why do you hate me so much?"

Heavy tears spilled down her cheeks as she clutched her bruised shoulder, her eyes brimming with agony and despair.

Helena's hair was a disheveled mess, completely stripping her of her usual elegant, upper-class poise.

She raised her hand high, ready to slap Sylvie across the face.

Lydia stared in shock, instinctively grabbing Sylvie and pulling her back a few steps.

Lucas rushed forward, seizing Helena's arm in a vice grip.

"Mom! What the hell are you doing?"

Even Lawrence, who usually remained completely indifferent, couldn't stand by any longer.

"Helena! That's enough! Do you think we're blind?"

"You were the one who nearly fell, and Sylvie came over to help you. What kind of psychotic break is this?"

Helena's vision swam with dark spots, the absurdity of the situation almost making her want to laugh.

"Help me? I almost fell because she obviously set me up! Why else would there magically be a puddle of water right here?"

"She just whispered in my ear, cursing at me, and then she stabbed my hand with a needle!"

Shoving up her sleeve, she aggressively exposed the spot where she'd felt the stinging pain.

She fully expected her arm to be swollen, perhaps even dripping with blood.

But there was nothing.

It was slightly flushed at best, looking completely unharmed.

In contrast, Sylvie, who had just slammed against the wall, had an angry red ring around her exposed wrist that was already beginning to swell.

The young girl was crying so hard her entire body trembled.

Lydia patted Sylvie's back with a deeply conflicted expression, speaking in a soothing whisper.

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