_Author’s POV_
“What do you mean?” Zarelle frowned, her mind racing with thoughts of the impending danger that Stephanie might unleash upon her.
Her eyes darted towards the two imposing figures accompanying Stephanie, and it didn’t take much imagination to guess their purpose. Stephanie was out to ruin her.
“When your naked and compromised photos are taken, you’ll never be the same again,” Stephanie sneered, her eyes filled with malice as she envisioned the aftermath. “The great Miss Feymere, with her pristine reputation, reduced to nothing more than an object of shame. Once those images are exposed, the entire Feymere family will be disgraced. No man will ever want you again, especially not Daniel.”
Smiling as she imagined that happy outcome, Stephanie gestured for her goons
