Chapter 23 Arm Wrestling

• As Yulian simmered with righteous anger, fully intent on confronting the injustice meted out to Wendy, Wendy herself faced the provocatively dressed woman with a serenity that belied the tension in the room.
• With a calmness that was as surprising as it was imposing, she addressed the room, “Despite being nothing more than a humble servant, I dedicated over two decades of my life in service to the esteemed Salvatore family. It's utterly laughable, isn't it? Those vixens who climb the social ladder by trading their dignity, thinking they've secured a place of honor after a mere few nights, now that's the real comedy.”
• Ysabella's complexion immediately turned a shade darker, her fury barely contained as she pointed a shaking finger at Wendy, her voice rising in anger, “Just who are you calling a vixen? What exactly are you implying?”