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Chapter 74: Venting
Mrs. Whitlock, the matriarch, was in good health; her trembling was merely from anger, posing no risk of any accident. Elizabeth Whitlock made no move to support her, instead taking a perverse pleasure in watching Mrs. Whitlock swing her cane at Amelia Whitlock! Amelia didn't dodge. Nor did she resist. Her thought was simple: let Mrs. Whitlock hit her a few times to vent her frustration. As for the villa, it was clear it could not fall into Mrs. Whitlock's hands. With a "snap," the sound rang out. Mrs. Whitlock's cane swung down but did not strike Amelia. Instead, it was caught by Everett Luminar. Amelia, who had closed her eyes, opened them upon hearing the sound and saw Everett standing in front of her, his right hand holding the cane aimed at her. "Let go!" Mrs. Whitlock comma
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