Chapter 224

Jareth Carrington's cold tone instantly chilled the room, like someone had flipped the thermostat to freezing. The silence that followed was so intense, you could hear a pin drop. Then, out of nowhere, a sharp laugh cut through the tension, slicing straight into the heavy air. “See that?” Felicity Carrington said, her gaze falling on Celestia Brooks with a mocking glint in her eyes. A smirk tugged at the corner of her lips. “Your husband’s still got a soft spot for his precious little first love. No matter what you do, you’re never gonna win against a dead girl.” The words hit Celestia like a punch to the gut. Her face went pale in an instant, like all the blood had drained out. Jareth didn’t take it much better—his expression darkened in a flash. Those already cold eyes turned sharper, deep enough to drown someone. The smug look on Felicity's face only fueled the storm brewing in him. “Enough!” Jareth practically growled through clenched teeth. Then he turned and gently pulled Celesti