Chapter 876

Chapter 876

Anthony did as he had promised. He had spent every single night with her and had servants watch

her every minute of the day, even when she was going to work or returning to Sarah's mansion.

She leaned on a massage chair without turning it on and stared blankly at the ceiling.

At night, Anthony would come and take her back to the Royal Mansion.

When Bianca caught word about it, she shoved all the skincare and makeup products off her

dressing table.

“What's going on? Anne is staying in the Royal Mansion and sleeping with Anthony every night.

What is this? Are they a married couple or something?” Bianca yelled angrily.

“It's getting worse! This can't go on. No one would remember who Anthony's fiance is!” Dorothy

said.

“I know that!” Bianca stared at her face and was increasingly disgusted at the reflection. “But how

am I supposed to seduce him if I look like this? He's just going to be disgusted at me!”

“Even if it's not to sleep with Anthony, you have to stop Anne somehow! You have a room in the

Royal Mansion, don't you? Just move in as well!” Dorothy said.

The thought that she had to live in the same house as Anne made her skin crawl.

“To fight with someone that lowly in that manner is a humiliation!” Bianca knew she could do as

Dorothy suggested, but her pride would not allow it.

“My darling, you are not in a position to think of that anymore. Are you going to hold onto your

pride until they fall in love with one another? Remember, you need to fight for your own happiness.

Anne manages to capture Anthony's attention because she knows how to seduce him. Men all

prefer obedient women,” Dorothy said.

The fear of losing Anthony overwhelmed Bianca, and in the end, she decided to head to the Royal

Mansion.

However, upon arrival, the bodyguards refused to let her

in.

Bianca got out of the car and said, “Anthony said that I have access to the Royal Mansion. Don't you

know that?”

“I'm sorry, but Mr. Marwood has ordered that no one is allowed inside.”

“Including me?” She exclaimed in disbelief.

The bodyguard did not respond.

Bianca turned and tried to call Anthony, but he did not

pick up.

Driven mad by her rage, she commanded, “Go inside and tell Anthony that I'm here. Let me in!"

“That won't be necessary.”

"Why you!” Frustrated, she knew that she could not do anything to the bodyguard and simply drove

away.

It had taken so much for her to summon the courage to come, yet she was not even allowed

through the gate. Her face felt as though it was on fire and she reached up to touch her cheek, all

the while thinking to herself, “Is it because of the scar on my face? No way! I need to fix this right

away! I can't let Anne take him away from me!"

Anne stood on the balcony and stared into the distance dazedly.

Anthony held her from behind so that her entire body rested against his chest. “What are you

thinking?”

“Bianca left.”

He narrowed his eyes and buried his face into the crook of

her neck. “I know.”

“Is torturing me more important than Bianca?” she

asked.

“You are different from her.” He kissed her ear carelessly.

Anne stood like a puppet and closed her eyes.

“Right. I am not like Bianca. It's not the first time I heard that,” she thought.

Bianca drove toward the Aesthetic Clinic and found the most experienced surgeon to remove the

scar on her face.

“Sure. Let's make an appointment for you, then.”

“There's no need for that. Do it now!” Spotting the hesitant look on the surgeon's face, she sneered.

“Just name your price, or should I get Anthony to call you directly? Everyone knows that I'm

Anthony's fiance, and you will suffer if you cross me!”