Chapter 430

• Camilla did not sleep that night, she paced her room again and again, her phone pressed tightly in her hand. The image of Sierra’s calm face kept replaying in her mind. That look of quiet control felt worse than any insult.
• She hated it more than anything, she swore under her breath, if she could not crush Sierra directly, she would poison her name.
• Before, people whispered her name with curiosity, now they whispered with doubt. She would not let her own name be the only one pulled in mud.