The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 435

"Lance! Is that Tamara? Let me out!" Carola screamed.

No one answered. Frantic and teary-eyed, she ran back to the window and pushed it open, looking down. Sure enough, Tamara was standing in the courtyard now. Her slender figure looked so fragile in the sunlight, while Lance stood before her with a cold expression, looking aggressive and bullying.

"Tamara!" Carola yelled, gripping the window frame. "I'm up here!"

Down below, Tamara looked up and offered a strained, tearful smile, looking as if she had just been bullied.

Carola's heart twisted. She screamed at her brother, "Lance! What right do you have to stop Tamara? She's my best friend!"

Lance glanced up, his eyes cold. "Go back to your room. You don't have a say in this."

"No!" Carola clung to the window, her knuckles turning white. "Why are you all bullying Tamara? What did she do wrong?"

Felicity slammed her cane on the floor. "Carola! How long will you remain blind? That girl is just using you!"

"That's not true!" Carola wept. "Tamara treats me better than anyone! She cares about me more than you do!"

Hearing Carola's lung-bursting defense, a glint of calculation flashed in Tamara's eyes. This was her chance. She immediately adopted an expression of shock and heartbreak, turning to Lance. "How can you treat Carola like this?" Her voice rose, ensuring Carola could hear every word. "She's your own flesh and blood! How can you lock her up? What did she do wrong?"

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