Chapter 329 I Do Hit Women, You Know!

• Calla Sullivan felt ice seep through her bones, like she’d been dropped into midwinter. Not a hint of warmth anywhere. She knew Hazel had completely ruined her.
• She took Andre Hurley’s phone and scrolled through Twitter. Everything that happened at the Veilspire Research Institute had already blown up online. But every shot of Old Mrs. Luellen had been scrubbed clean by PR—no trace left. That had to be Prince Xu Shaonan from Regalburg flexing his power. Only the vague words “Old Mrs.” remained.
• Calla tapped into her own trending page. The top comments were a tidal wave of curses.