Chapter 491

"Susan!" Flora stumbled toward Eleanor, her face contorted with rage, eyes blazing with hatred. "Just you wait!" She was in pain, humiliated, and desperate to regain her composure. She didn’t dare to rush forward recklessly—not while her body still ached from the skirmish. Most importantly, she needed to tend to her wounds before plotting her next move. Eleanor, however, regarded her with cool indifference, a cold sneer tugging at the corner of her lips. "Wait for what?" she taunted. "If you're unhappy, feel free to say so right now." "You—!" Flora trembled with fury, her breath coming in sharp gasps. Never before had Susan infuriated her to this extent. She was on the verge of losing control, but something about Eleanor’s demeanor made her hesitate. The way Eleanor stood—so composed, so unbothered—sent an uneasy chill down Flora’s spine. Those sharp, glinting eyes were no longer those of the submissive girl she used to torment. There was a dangerous edge to her now, an unfamiliar stre