Chapter 900 The Trampled Heart

• George glanced at her and felt his heart ache. He had never seen Duanmu Xue in this state before; she looked pathetic—like something the cat dragged in. In the past, she had always stood at the top, looking down on everyone else. But what about now?
• His lips curled up in a contemptuous sneer. He approached her with large strides, then crouched down in front of her. “How does it feel to hit rock bottom? It sucks, right?”
• A look of bewilderment flashed across Duanmu Xue’s eyes at his words. What does George mean by that? However, at the sight of him crouching down before her, she didn’t feel as hopeless as she was before.