Chapter 43

Gregory just stood here, waiting for Blair to plead for his help. Once she did, he would take care of everything and even deal with these people for her. If she remained stubborn, that was on her. With that in mind, he fixed his intense gaze on her, but she didn't even spare him a glance. Anger flared up in his eyes. Beatrice walked over, looking up at him with pitiful eyes before saying, "I know Blair was the one who called you here, Gregory. Don't hold it against her. She only did it because she likes you that much." Staring at Blair, he pursed his lips as if agreeing with Beatrice. Seeing how he reacted, everyone was even more convinced that Beatrice was right. Blair kept hearing bits and pieces of people hurling insults at her from outside. In no time, she was buried under snide remarks. When Blair reached for her face, a jolt of pain shot through her. She stared at Matilda with eyes so cold that it sent a chill down Matilda's spine. Matilda stood her ground. "What's wrong?