Chapter 254



Noemi felt a chill down her spine as she caught Bria’s icy stare, internally cursing the incompetence of her subordinates that had led to this situation. What was the difficulty of monitoring a mute and pregnant woman? Those useless fools!

Before Noemi could react, Bria’s hand struck her sharply across the face. “Is there something you want to tell me?” Bria snarled, her voice echoing with a venomous chill.

Panicking, Noemi dropped to her knees, her voice trembling as she tried to formulate her words carefully. “Miss Nixon, I accept full responsibility for today’s mishaps, but I truly didn’t foresee things turning out this way. I’m willing to face any consequences. However, considering your current condition, it’s crucial I continue to search for a suitable candidate for your heart transplant.”

gⱯlnσν𝓮𝓁s﹒𝒸оm opens doors to fiction Bria, fueled by anger and the day’s frustrations, found herself struggling to catch her breath. Seeing Bria’s escalating distress, Noemi quickly retrieved the medication. After Bria took the pills, her fury began to subside, and she gradually calmed down.

Noemi seized the moment to appeal to Bria’s sense of reason. “Please, Miss Nixon, try to cool down. It’s not worth your peace to be disturbed over someone as insignificant as me. You can address my failures anytime. Once I’ve secured a replacement, you may punish me as you see fit. I’ll accept it without complaint.”

Bria’s icy gaze seemed to thaw slightly, though she remained silent for a moment, contemplating Noemi’s words. “I will spare you this time, as there are still tasks I require of you,” Bria finally said, her tone soft yet carrying an underlying sternness. “As for those incompetents, I don’t want to see them again. Use whatever means necessary to erase them from my presence.”

Bria’s voice, usually melodious and gentle, conveyed a chilling resolve. The harshness of her orders sent a cold shiver down the spine of anyone who heard them. Noemi, realizing the grim fate awaiting her subordinates, felt no sympathy for them. To survive in Bria’s service, one had to be ruthless, sensible, and smart.

Relieved that Bria had decided to spare her for now, Noemi exhaled a deep breath of relief and was about to rise from her kneeling position when Bria spoke again, her voice cool and detached. “Why the hurry? Your blunders have soured my mood. As a consequence, you’ll crawl your way back. Understood?”

Noemi’s face turned pale upon hearing Bria’s stern command. Noemi’s voice trembled in response, aware of the severe physical toll this punishment would demand. “But Miss Nixon, it is a long way from here to the house.”

Walking that distance was challenging enough, and crawling back could leave her severely injured. Unmoved by Noemi’s plea, Bria snapped, “Consider yourself lucky I’m letting you off lightly. Any objections to my decision? Would you rather join your inept subordinates on an unpleasant excursion?”

Bria’s words were a clear ultimatum, leaving Noemi no room to argue. Resigned to her fate, Noemi ceased her protests. Despite the impending humiliation and pain, it seemed a lesser evil than the alternative Bria hinted at.

Under Bria’s stern gaze, Noemi began crawling her way back while passersby looked on with confusion and concern. Despite Bria having reserved the entire hotel for today’s banquet, the premises remained a hub of activity with numerous people passing through.

Onlookers cast curious and concerned glances at Noemi, puzzled by her unusual and distressing behavior. As Noemi endured her public ordeal, Bria’s spirits lifted, her mood significantly improved.

Setting foot in the grand estate of the Nixon family again, Kallie had different feelings. Ewing’s demeanor toward Kallie was notably gentle. Throughout the journey back, he offered several apologies to Kallie, a gesture that surprised her, given Ewing’s position as the one who took charge of the Nixon family.

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