Bab 399: Scandal

Cynthia's palm was ice-cold, and when it landed on Helena's neck, she couldn't help but shudder. She could feel Cynthia's hand on her neck continuously tightening with force. The strong sense of suffocation turned Helena's fair complexion into a flush. Pressing Cynthia's hand, she furrowed her brows, instinctively opening her mouth to breathe. She managed to utter a sentence, "Sister, are you really this angry?"

Helena lifted her gaze calmly, looking at Cynthia. There was no fear or panic in her eyes. Instead, she appeared unusually calm, with a hint of provocation in her gaze.

Cynthia lowered her eyes, looking at Helena pressed against the cold wall by herself. Her eyes flickered with an unclear coldness. She slowly bent down, her cold voice, like sharply defined ice, echoed in Helena's ears, "Helena, I warn you, stay away from him!"

"It seems like you really care." Helena Shannon looked at her with a smile.