Afterward, she walked up to her, cracked a slight smile, and said in a gentle voice, "How about changing it to three kowtows instead?"
Keira's face changed instantly.
That fragile and vulnerable facade she wore started to shatter.
Finally, in front of so many people, she glared at her angrily.
Chloe's smile grew even wider. She leaned in close to Keira,
Her stunning face suddenly enlarged in Keira's field of vision.
"Great, that's more like it. I've suddenly realized that peeling off your fake mask bit by bit could be quite entertaining. Keira, I don't mind playing along with you!"
The anger and hatred in Keira's eyes deepened.
She looked at Chloe's exquisite face, which seemed flawless no matter how you looked at it. Every glance, every subtle expression, exuded innate nobility.
She was jealous of her, jealous of everything she had, jealous to the point of insanity.
She could never have what Chloe had. She could play countless roles, but she could never become Chloe.
Seeing Keira's expression, Chloe let go of her hand with a laugh, pinching her shoulder.
Keira tried to break free, but she didn't expect Chloe to be so strong that she couldn't move a muscle.
She only felt Chloe's fingers digging into her shoulder, almost as if they were piercing her bones, causing her unbearable pain.
But Chloe still smiled as if nothing had happened.
"Are you going to kowtow? Huh?" Chloe raised her eyebrows slightly, her face still smiling, yet more terrifying than when she was angry.
Keira continued to glare at her, but her hateful eyes began to show a hint of panic.
"It seems I need to help you out."
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