Chapter 70

Katrina didn’t bother with pleasantries. Instead, she glared at Enlyan with open resentment. Apparently, Daimon had ordered her to buy supplements for Enlyan’s recovery and deliver them personally to show proper etiquette. Katrina had been with the Blackwood family for years, but now she was being forced to buy gifts for someone she considered nothing more than a nuisance. The sight of Enlyan, lying on the hospital bed with her leg in a cast, made Katrina’s jaw clench. Why couldn’t she have just died? The bitterness in Katrina’s eyes didn’t escape Enlyan’s notice. It didn’t take long for her to piece things together—this accident might just be connected to Katrina. Enlyan gave her a calm, unflinching look, silently daring Katrina to say what was really on her mind. "Miss Walton, what brings you here?" Katrina scoffed, crossing her arms. "Don't play innocent with me. I didn't want to come. Iris, I'm warning you—stay away from my boyfriend. I know you're some hotshot designer from abroad