Chapter 597

At this point, Jade Yasir turned her head sharply, her narrowed gaze slicing toward Eleanor, who stood not far away. “It was she who hit me...” she cried indignantly, her voice laced with both outrage and wounded pride. “How dare she?” Jade’s fists clenched at her sides, knuckles turning white. “Look at my face—it’s still swollen!” Her accusation hung heavily in the air. Robert’s piercing gaze finally shifted, slowly, deliberately, toward the quiet figure at the edge of the hall. Eleanor. She was already watching them—every word Jade uttered had reached her ears. And in that moment, something within her twisted. They looked close. Familiar. Comfortable. They looked... good together. Her heart sank like a stone. She lowered her eyes, lashes veiling the flicker of pain that passed across her face. Her fingers curled slightly at her sides, as though bracing herself against a storm no one else could see. “Robert,” Jade pressed on, refusing to let go. “What are you going to do about her?” H