Chapter 684:
Thea approached Elyse, her arms crossed, her tone laced with mockery. “Look at you, out of trouble in just a few
hours thanks to your hero.”
A playful smirk appeared on Elyse’s face as she met Thea’s eyes. “Feeling angry? Or are you just eager to drag
Thea scoffed. “Wrongdoers deserve punishment. Otherwise, they'll never recognize their mistakes.”
“In that case, you should be in that place more than | should,” Elyse retorted, her smile cold. “You can’t keep
bending the rules forever. Eventually, your luck will run out.”
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“You're just a smart mouth!” Thea hissed.
Elyse shrugged, her laughter tinged with mockery. “I'll take that as a compliment.”
“Who's she?” the young boy standing next to Thea asked, his eyes filled with curiosity as he looked at Elyse.
Thea hesitated, considering her words carefully. “She's... the daughter of the man who left the Benson family
years ago.”
Upon hearing of Elyse’s background, Forrest Bentley examined her more closely, his gaze thoughtful.
Feeling the intensity of his scrutiny, Elyse instinctively stepped back, putting sdistance between them.
After a moment, Forrest ended his observation and offered his hand to Elyse. “It’s a pleasure to meet you,” he
said, smiling. “I hope we can get along.”
Elyse hesitated just long enough to accept Forrest's handshake, then briefly shook it. “I must be going,” she
announced. “I have other commitments.” With that, she grabbed Gavin's arm and quickly walked away.
Forrest watched Elyse as she departed. “Is she really Rickey’s daughter?” he inquired.
Thea nodded. “Yes. Are you interested in her?”
“A bit,” Forrest confessed.
Thea experienced a surge of jealousy. Forrest had only just met Elyse, yet he seemed already intrigued by her.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThea had been trying to get close to the Bentley family for over a year by courting Forrest.
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“Elyse spells trouble,” Thea cautioned. “She's returned to the Benson family only to claim the inheritance.”
Forrest responded with a dismissive shrug. “So what? Disputes over inheritance are typical. Even Pearce had to
battle to secure his position as head of the family.”
With a sardonic smile and his eyes on Thea, he retorted, “You might want it, but you have no chance. After all,
you're not a Benson by blood, are you?”
Thea's face paled. She had endured Forrest's taunts for a year, and this was the best he could offer?
“Sparethat wounded look; you're not pretty enough to carry it off.” Forrest dismissed her with a glance that
lacked any hint of sympathy.