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    Rosalie winced as the pain red. She wiped her hand, finding it stained with blood.


    She shook with fear, unsure whether it was from anger or terror.


    “At this rate, Rosalie mightpletely lose it,” Herbert murmured to Zack. “Your Liam family has prestige, but it’s hard to believe a daughter could be so reckless and unaware. It alles down to how she was raised.”


    Moses overheard and sighed. “Who can she me for ending up like this? All the chances and support Zack gave her over the years, wasted.”


    The Liam family, like many other aristocratic families on the Independent Continent, still practiced polygamy and had strict rules distinguishing legitimate heirs from those born to concubines.


    The legitimate heirs never mingled with the children of concubines, let alone epted them into their social circles.


    Zack’s situation was a bit different.


    Years ago, there had been a major dispute in the Liam family over who should inherit—the legitimate son or the eldest son born to a concubine.


    Zack fought hard for his ce and eventually secured his current status. Out of some sympathy for Rosalie, who was a concubine’s child, he had kept her close all these years.


    The others, out of respect for Zack, had kept their thoughts to themselves. But no one expected Rosalie to be so ungrateful.


    She took advantage of every opportunity.


    Did she really think their kindness over the years had anything to do with her background?


    If Zack hadn’t been there for her, none of them would have paid her any attention, let alone invited her into their circles.


    Zack’s lips pressed into a thin line, but he didn’t say a word.


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    His eyes, hidden behind his sses, betrayed no emotion as he focused intently on Rosalie standing in front of the target.


    “What exactly are you trying to do?”


    Rosalie was shocked. She hadn’t expected Corrine to actually hurt her,pletely ignoring the Liam family’s reputation.


    It was Corrine’s disregard that filled Rosalie with a deep, unsettling fear.


    Hearing Rosalie’s frantic question, Corrine smiled and replied, “Miss Liam, you startled me earlier, and my hand just slipped.”


    The message was clear: if Rosalie got hurt, it wouldn’t be Corrine’s fault. After all, she had been the one scared by Rosalie’s words.


    Rosalie faltered, unable to speak. She wanted to argue, but before she could, Corrine’s voice rang out.


    “Miss Liam, hold on just a bit longer. It’s almost done.”


    With that, she swiftly grabbed two arrows, nocked them, and pulled the bow back in one smooth motion.


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