Chapter 69

Just as Elizabeth sat down, she looked up to see Victor blocking her way. He sneered, "Wow, Elizabeth, you really are desperate to squeeze into high society, huh? Always shoving your way into every event. This is a shooting competition, not your scene at all. Do yourself a favor and leave before you make a fool of yourself." Elizabeth had just spent some time sparring with Samantha and had long run out of patience. All she wanted now was a bit of peace and quiet. She glared up at Victor, too tired to argue. "Get lost." With so many people watching, Victor's face instantly flushed with anger. "Elizabeth, you're just some woman I dumped. What are you even so cocky about?" He snorted. If she really wanted to climb into high society, she should've been busy licking his boots. Please him a little—maybe, just maybe—he'd have considered marrying her. Before Elizabeth could respond, a long leg suddenly swung toward Victor—"thud!"—and he went flying back into a chair. Then Alexander stepped int