Chapter 185

Lilah hadn't realized Mr. Hughes was being completely honest until she saw Violet in person. Violet really had hit rock bottom. Last time she saw her, Violet had still been that stunning, confident beauty. Now? She looked like she'd wasted away, easily dropped twenty pounds. She was lying in bed, totally lifeless. The back of her hand was swollen from constant IV drips. Her face was ghostly pale, with sharp cheekbones sticking out beneath paper-thin skin. "Was this really worth it?" Lilah stood at the bedside, looking down at her. Violet's eyes snapped open the moment she saw her. "You... what are you doing here?" "Well, at least you still have the energy to talk." Lilah let out a soft laugh. "I came to see how miserable my defeated rival is doing." "Get out! Leave right now!" After days of numb indifference, Violet finally showed a flicker of emotion—pure rage. "Who said you could come in here? Get out of my sight!" "What's wrong? Feeling ashamed that I had to witness you like this?"