Chapter 297

Angelina clutched the bed sheet tightly, eyes filled with tears as she looked at her mom, desperation heavy in her voice. "Mom, please, you have to help me! I can't let the wedding with Lucien fall apart. Tell him the truth-I'm innocent, I was set up..." "He investigated what happened at the dinner himself. He won't believe anything I say anymore." Angelina's face went pale instantly. Rosemary reached out to smooth down her daughter's messy hair, her tone softening a little. "Don't worry. I took the blame for everything-I kept you out of it. Lucien can't touch me." Then her expression turned colder, a sharp glint in her eyes. "But that damn Calliope got lucky again." "Calliope!" The second the name left her mom's lips, pure venom surged in Angelina's eyes. She grabbed Rosemary's arm, nearly shaking with rage. "Mom, kill her! Go right now and kill her!" "Why her?! Why does she always get ahead of me?! If you kill her, once she's gone, Lucien will have only me in his sight!" Rosemary sna