Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 882

She couldn't just keep hiding forever. She had to show up on set.

Seeing she was busy, Larry waved her off, and Amara headed out.

Just as she stepped out of the study to leave the Sullivan house, she saw Fiona Faye Sullivan standing by the door, glaring at her darkly.

Compared to a few days ago, Fiona's entire appearance had morphed into something gaunt and terrifying, almost skeletal. It sent a chill down Amara's spine.

Fiona had lost a shocking amount of weight. Already slim, she was now completely withered, barely looking human.

Amara knew Fiona hated her. Because of Amara, Elowen Sullivan was still grounded, with no end in sight. Fiona's hatred must have reached a boiling point.

Not wanting to engage, Amara turned to leave, but Fiona stepped forward and hissed in her ear, "You're going to pay for this, Amara!"

A heavy silence hung in the air.

What did that even mean? Was Fiona implying that Amara would face retribution for what happened to Elowen?

Amara found Fiona's twisted logic amusing. There was no point in reasoning with someone so delusional; it would only be a waste of breath.

She narrowed her eyes, feigning a cheerful smile. "Fiona, the fact that someone as calculating as you is reduced to spouting empty threats proves you and your daughter are truly backed into a corner. I think you're the ones paying the price."

Fiona was left completely speechless.

Her fury flared instantly. She glared at Amara with venomous intensity but couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal.

It was true—she was out of options. Otherwise, she wouldn't have resorted to useless threats. What good were threats anyway?

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