"I've been dead for a thousand years, and I've never been this humiliated! Who does Rebbca think she is, daring to plot against me? This is infuriating. No, actually, it's almost enough to bring me back to life from sheer anger!"
Yara, usually the epitome of an elegant and composed lady, would maintain her poise even when gossiping or in anger. But now…
She was like a summer wind, gusting wildly back and forth across the room. The lights in the living room flickered uncontrollably as if affected by her emotions.
Wanda heard the commotion and dashed out of a downstairs bedroom. "What's going on? What happened?"
Yara immediately floated to Wanda's side, grabbing her arm and shaking her so vigorously that Wanda's head bobbed back and forth.
"Tell me, doesn't Rebecca deserve to be taught a lesson? Tell me, should we just let her off after what she did to me, Mia, and Jade? Tell me… Tell me!"
The door of the adjacent bedroom opened, and Jade walked out with Mia in her arms. Both of them curiously observed the scene unfolding in the living room.
Jade had heard Yara's words and glanced outside with anticipation.
Madison stood at the bottom of the stairs, looking up at everyone with their varied expressions. Still, all their eyes were on her.
Madison did not say a word.
Yara finally stopped her wild behavior. She abruptly floated downstairs, gripping Madison's shoulders tightly. "I was just venting, okay? Don't get any wild ideas!"
Madison glanced at the anxious Yara, then looked up at Wanda and the others on the second floor.
"Rebecca is one of the favored ones of the heavens. Opposing her will inevitably lead to backlashes."
Yara nodded repeatedly. "I know. We all know. I was just venting, that's all. I feel better now that it's out."
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