Revenge is best served cold novel Chapter 150

Even when I stepped out, Jeremiah didn't release Elsa's hand.

He paused for a moment but quickly regained his composure and asked, "Why are you out here?"

I glanced at my watch. "I still have things to do at the studio. I'll be heading out now."

Elsa gave me a subtle, victorious smile. When our eyes met, she quickly lowered her head. But as soon as she looked up again, her face returned to the same pitiful mask.

"Jane, it's all my fault. If it weren't for my health, Jeremiah wouldn't have had to come out."

Jeremiah was worried I might be harsh on Elsa. He supported her as he glanced at me, his face full of seriousness. "Don't make things difficult for Elsa. She can't help it that her health is poor."

I turned away and couldn't help but sneer, "So now it's my fault?"

I took a step forward closer to Elsa and grabbed her wrist to stop her from backing away.

"Don't worry. I'm done with this man. Since you like second-hand goods so much, go ahead and hold on to him. By the way, don't forget to lock him up in a safe. Otherwise, if he falls for another woman, things could get messy," I said with a smile.

Elsa froze, staring at me. The next second, she suddenly pulled her wrist away, clutching it tightly in her hands. "Jane, why did you grip so hard? It hurts..."

With a single sentence, Jeremiah immediately looked at her with concern and gently stroked her reddened wrist.

I felt speechless as I stared at the two of them. I couldn't resist saying, "Compared to me, you've got some real strength. You're like a damn bull."

Elsa, always known for her frailty, flushed bright red when I compared her to a bull. She was about to protest when she noticed Jeremiah's gaze on me. Her expression froze in an instant.

Jeremiah was calming Elsa while looking in my direction. He frowned as he asked, "What do you mean by that?"

My gaze lingered on his face for a moment before I rolled my eyes. "You'll find out in a couple of days."