The True Heiress: Legend Mode novel Chapter 220

"That's what you think, but some people are just that vain. It's an open secret that Juno's relationship with the advisor is completely inappropriate. Hooking up is one thing, but using connections to alter grades crosses a line. And don't forget, that brilliant young Professor Corrington? That's her brother."

With connections like that, it would be a miracle if her grades weren't perfect.

"If she doesn't face consequences for this, where's the fairness for the rest of us?"

"Man, I really liked her when I watched her play basketball, too."

Claire could shut one person up, but there were simply too many voices. She was completely overwhelmed.

Juno's phone kept going straight to voicemail. Once the clock struck the hour, her fate was sealed.

Faye tilted her chin up arrogantly. "Tsk. She acted so tough before, but when it actually matters, she's too cowardly to even show her face."

She shot Claire a mocking glare. "Pathetic."

Claire rolled her eyes. Today was a masterclass in what a gloating villain looked like.

What are you so smug about?

Just wait until my Juno gets back.

You won't even exist then.

Clearly, Faye and Rhiannon hadn't been put in their place enough.

They only ever dared to act bold when Juno wasn't around to crush them.

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Chuck had finally regained consciousness, though there was no telling when the next manic episode would hit.

Juno took him straight to Blackwood City.

Morgan and the rest of her inner circle didn't follow them directly, quietly slipping back into the Obsidian Court's shadows instead.

Lorcan Yates and Balfour had business to discuss today, casually picking a high-end restaurant for lunch.

Despite it being a casual meal, the entire restaurant had been completely cleared out. Not a single civilian was in sight.

The place was swarming with Lorcan's heavily armed bodyguards.

The two men sat across from each other while the few remaining servers barely dared to breathe.

Lorcan sat in his wheelchair, letting a terrified waiter pour his red wine. "Mr. Lytton, you've done me an incredible favor. Naturally, I will take full responsibility for your safety."

Balfour offered a faint, fleeting smile. "You might not be able to protect me."

Feeling his absolute authority being questioned, Lorcan scoffed. "Impossible. There isn't a single person alive that I, Lorcan Yates, cannot protect."

The leader of the Obsidian Court, Juno Mercer.

Her long, dark hair cascaded over her shoulders, and the long trench coat she wore only amplified the chilling, merciless aura surrounding her.

Such an overwhelming display of force meant it could only be one of two people: Lucia Corbett, or Juno Mercer.

In a matter of seconds, the entire restaurant was entirely under Juno's control.

Lorcan could only stare in shock, feeling as if someone had just ruthlessly slapped him across the face.

His earlier guarantee of protection now felt like an absolute joke.

He stared dead at the woman standing behind the wall of guns.

He had heard her name was Juno.

But for some inexplicable reason, just looking at her face sent a freezing chill straight down his spine.

He couldn't understand why she terrified him so deeply.

Juno's dark eyes shifted slightly, landing on Balfour with absolute zero emotion. She issued a simple order to her men. "Take him."

Two cold, indisputable words.