Chapter 1200

Chapter 1200

Reminded of the time when both Anthony and Anne went missing, Blanca recalled a place.

She switched into a new car to head back and retrieve the keys, before heading to the apartment in

mind.

The guard stopped her at the gate, but she immediately said that she was Anne's visitor. The guard

found Anne's name in the tenant list and allowed Bianca to enter the building

Bianca went into the elevator and slowed down when she walked past Anthony's apartment.

Anne overheard footsteps outside the door and walked over, thinking that she might have imagined

it at first. After all, there were only two apartments on each floor and on this floor, one belonged to

Julie and the other was hers.

Anne stood from the couch after sitting there for most of the day and went over to the balcony,

feeling like a bird without its wings, unable to escape to the sky even when it was right before her

eyes.

“Anne Vallois!"

Anne froze and turned around to find Bianca standing on the balcony of her apartment as she

glared at Anne viciously.

“You really are here!” Bianca screamed.

Anne glanced at her calmly, before walking closer to study the enraged look on Bianca's face.

“I thought you were chased out of the Royal Mansion? Why are you here? Who are you to come

here? You disgust me!” Bianca questioned angrily.

Bianca did her research on the apartment when she first found out about it and realized that it

belonged to Anthony's mother.

Sarah had caused Julie's death and Anne's presence inside Julie's apartment was a direct insult to

the deceased.

"Who are you to go inside my apartment?” Anne retorted coldly. “You killed my dad and now you

are in the apartment he bought for me. You are the disgusting one. Get out!”

"And I'm just supposed to obey that? What a joke? Who do you think you are? Let me tell you this, I

was just chatting with Anthony in his car before coming here. We were so happy. Aren’t you mad?”

Bianca mocked, “Oh, right. I know why you are here. Just look at your face. It's only natural that

Anthony doesn’t want to look at you. It sure beats having to see you every day in the Royal

Mansion!”

"So why are you angry, then?"

Bianca choked on her voice. “I'm angry because of what a cheap wh*re you are! Who dare you

remain by Anthony's side looking like that? You should get as far away from him as possible and go

to hell!”

“Don’t worry. If I'm going to hell, I'll be sure to drag you down with me,” Anne retorted.

Furious, Bianca said, “As if you are capable of doing that! I want to see how manage that!” She

turned to enter one of the rooms, before returning with a table lamp in hand and slamming it onto

the ground at the balcony.

“Bianca!” Anne roared, “What are you doing? Don't touch anything in my apartment!”

“I am touching them all!” Bianca turned and proceeded to throw the blankets, drawings, vases and

everything else she could find to the balcony.

“Bianca!” Anne desperately wished she could jump over to slap Bianca across the face, but she could

not do so because the only conjunction between balconies had been blocked by Anthony.

Once she threw everything out, Bianca went inside again but did not return. Instead, all Anne could

hear was Bianca's crazed laughter.

“What is she laughing about? I can't see,’ Anne thought.