With Quintessa's words pushed to this extent, Cynthia, ever so sensitive, couldn't bear the embarrassment any longer and ran away. Quintessa snorted-how could someone like her be a hero? Quintessa glanced at Leona, whose face was already swollen. Exhaling, Quintessa blew a strand of her bangs, "Alright, consider this a debt unpaid for now. When I'm in a better mood, I'll let you finish the job." Manny quickly stepped in to steady forward, holding Leona's numb hand. Her eyes were vacant, as if she had already collapsed.
Quintessa stood up, giving Crystal a cold look. Crystal trembled and took a step back.
Quintessa rolled her eyes. People like her weren't worth her time.
She said to Leona, "I'm not in the best of moods today. Seeing you getting screwed over is pitiful. I'll give you a piece of advice. Take it or leave it."
"Leona, wise up. Your mom didn't raise you to be anyone's puppet. If you can't accept it and insist on being used, then aim your gun at those bitchy people. You can't play this game with someone as ruthless as me."
Quintessa motioned for Manny to follow her as they left.
"Quintessa, I won't forget this. This isn't over."
Leona's hoarse voice came from behind. Quintessa didn't even turn her head, her steps unfaltering, "Do as you please. Next time you want to come at me, try something more sophisticated. Don't waste my time with child's play."
Holding a grudge was typical for Leona. If the roles were reversed, Quintessa would have taken revenge on them and their whole family.
Quintessa walked away, and only then did Crystal dare to approach Leona. She grabbed her hand and sobbed, "Leona, I'm so sorry. Are you hurt? It's all my fault. I didn't mean not to help you. I was just scared. What if I helped you and she went even harder on you?"
Crystal sobbed convulsively, as if she had suffered a great deal of pain. Her face streaked with tears, her eyes swollen, looking truly pitiful.
Leona's face had already numbed from the pain; she looked at Crystal-she always could always make others sympathize with her, just like before.
"For the first time, I realize you always play the victim, as if you're perpetually bullied. I always thought I could protect you, but shouldn't I be the one crying now?"
"Leona." Crystal's crying stopped abruptly.
Leona pulled her hand away from Crystal's grasp and left.
Manny was helping Quintessa remove her makeup, and Quintessa cautioned him, "Be careful, you might prick yourself."
"Huh?"
Quintessa reached up and felt around the bun of her wig on her head, soon pulling out several needles.
"That's the advantage of historical costumes. With the high bun and lots of accessories, a few thin needles can be easily hidden."
"Wow, you're badass," Manny looked up to Quintessa with admiration as he quickly gathered up the needles.
Soon, Crystal walked in with red eyes, accompanied by a few other actresses. They all saw Quintessa but none dared to speak up.
Crystal in particular, kept her neck tucked in, looking like a wronged daughter-in-law.
Seeing Crystal sitting down and reaching for the makeup remover, Quintessa smirked—she's going to prepare a dish called "spicy revenge salad" today. She wasn't going to let this bitch go so easily.
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