The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 436

"If you dare to bully her again, I will never forgive you as long as I live!"

Lance’s temple throbbed with visible veins as his patience finally snapped. He turned his head and roared at the butler. "Lock Carola’s room! No one is allowed to let her out today!"

Having issued the command, he coldly released his grip on Tamara’s wrist. "I think I’ve made myself clear, Ms. Sloan. Surely you don't intend to linger here at the Conner estate?"

Faced with Lance’s hostility, Tamara didn't retreat. Instead, she took a step forward, her demeanor unexpectedly more aggressive than his. "If you don't let Carola out, I’m not leaving."

Lance was momentarily choked into silence by her audacity to play the victim while making demands. He pointed a trembling finger at her, unable to form words.

Just then, Felicity rose from her seat, leaning heavily on her cane. Her silver hair was coiled meticulously at the back of her head, and her expression was imposing. She stared at Tamara with eyes as sharp as a hawk’s.

"Ms. Sloan." Her voice was steady but carried an undeniable weight of oppression. "I believe Lance has made himself perfectly clear. The Conner family does not welcome you. Please leave."

Tamara’s eyes reddened. She looked at Felicity with feigned confusion, acting as though her request was entirely reasonable. "Felicity, I just want to see Carola... As soon as you let Carola come down to see me, I’ll leave immediately."

"Why do you want to see Carola? It’s been a week, and only now you remember to visit her?" Felicity let out a cold laugh. "Planning to use her again, aren't you?"

She walked slowly toward Tamara, her aged gaze cutting like a knife. "Tamara, do you think the Conner family is blind to what kind of person you really are?"

Tamara’s heart skipped a beat, but she kept the look of aggrieved innocence plastered on her face. "Felicity, I didn't! Do you and Lance have some sort of misunderstanding about me?"

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