"I... I don't know. It's not my fault..." Kate was shocked as she faced Chantelle's cold, angry stare.
She now felt sure this woman was her sister, who should have been dead. Her sister had vanished after Kate wrongly blamed her for something. But right now, Kate didn't care why Chantelle was still alive.
All Kate felt was a deep, icy fear inside her. She shook her head without thinking, denying the truth that she'd harmed Wesley.
Chantelle laughed coldly. "Kate, do you think denying it will save you? Just wait. You'll soon face what you deserve." Chantelle leaned closer and her eyes were sharply matched with an icy voice, like a queen from hell.
Overwhelmed with fear, Kate's face turned white, and she struggled to breathe.
"You're... You're talking nonsense! I'll rip your mouth off!" Kate shouted angrily at Chantelle. She reached out to scratch her but couldn't even touch Chantelle's hair.
Chantelle enjoyed seeing Kate scared and hopeless.
