Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 148

The moment Elsa saw me, she immediately jumped up from Jeremiah's lap, panic filling her eyes as she looked at me. "Jane, don't misunderstand! I just accidentally fell into Jeremiah's arms. I would've hit the ground if it weren't for him."

Jeremiah quickly withdrew his arms around Elsa, and a faint awkwardness flashed across his face.

But just like Elsa, he stubbornly lifted his chin and spoke in a defensive voice. "She just happened to fall, and I was only helping her up. Don't overthink it."

I glanced at them, my expression impassive. There was no change in my demeanor. Finally, I fixed my gaze on Jeremiah. "I need to talk to you. Tell her to leave."

Elsa's eyes instantly filled with tears at my words. She looked at me with a hurt expression, her voice trembling. "Jane, you won't even talk to me now?"

I ignored her, my focus still entirely on Jeremiah as I waited for his next move. Even under my unblinking stare, Jeremiah hesitated when he looked at Elsa.

"Elsa..." He called her name with evident reluctance but didn't say anything else.

Elsa hadn't expected Jeremiah to ask her to leave, and shock flashed across her face. I couldn't miss the venom in her eyes when she looked at me again.

The next moment, she burst into fake sobs and slowly walked out from behind Jeremiah, taking deliberate, measured steps. "Since neither of you wants to see me, I'll leave you two alone. As long as you two can make up, I'll do anything."

Her voice was thick with tears, the kind of softness that most men found hard to resist.

Upon watching Elsa's retreating figure, Jeremiah instinctively lifted his hand as though he wanted to stop her.

I cleared my throat softly and glanced at him with an indifferent gaze.