Chapter 275 Smoke Clears, Shadows Rise
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The crowd of students snapped out of their daze the moment they heard Tessa’s words.
“Oh my god! So those photos on the forum–Winona took them? How could she hate her own sister that much?”
“She’s always acting like the caring older sister, but the truth is she’s just been jealous of Tessa all along!”
“Now it makes sense. And that Connor guy–didn’t she always say she liked him? The moment he couldn’t walk anymore, she dropped him and ran straight after van. What kind of person does that?”
“She’s a total fake.”
The wave of whispers hit Winona like a punch to the chest. Her breathing grew shallow, her heart twisting under the pressure of so many eyes and voices.
“Boss one more bowl of clam chowder. This one’s not edible anymore,” Tessa said calmly, already tidying up the spilled soup as she sat back down. “Ysabel, eat.”
Ysabel looked uncertainly at Winona, who was still curled up in pain. “Are you sure we should just leave her like that?”
“It’s fine. All I did was ruin one of her hands.”
This time, Tessa hadn’t held back. She had used her full wolf strength to inflict permanent damage on Winona’s right hand.
She had given her enough chances. Winona had thrown them all away.
Tessa wasn’t going to hide the fact that she was a werewolf anymore. The more she tried to lay low and live quietly, the more certain people assumed she was an easy target.
“And she has a phone. She can call the cops or an ambulance. Boss, you’ve got security cameras in here, right? And everyone here saw it–she was the one trying to destroy my face, wasn’t she?”
Winona had originally planned to call the police, but hearing Tessa say that brought Queenie’s fate to mind.
In the end, she called for an ambulance.
Her hand was still her livelihood–she needed it for painting. She couldn’t afford to lose it.
The owner of the clam chowder shop, a plain middle–aged werewolf, glanced at Tessa’s expression and silently went back to the kitchen to prepare her soup.
This girl didn’t look like someone to mess with.
Best not to stir to trouble.
Winona watched in disbelief as Tessa sat there, still calm as ever after injuring her like that–still in the
mood to eat.
She wanted so badly to rip that composed, beautiful face apart… but she couldn’t.
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Chapter 275 Smoke Clears, Shadows Rise
The owner brought over a fresh, steaming bowl of clam chowder.
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Tessa picked up her utensils and began eating slowly and elegantly, as if she hadn’t just maimed someone. minutes ago.
“You’re not eating? If not, let’s go,” she said lazily, her voice back to its usual indifferent tone.
The other students who had been quietly watching Tessa all ducked their heads and pretended to sip their soup. No one dared say a word.
Not a single soul had the courage to check on Winona.
Their hearts wère pounding with fear and disbelief.
They weren’t sure if what they’d felt earlier had been real or not. All the rumors said Tessa was a failure who could never awaken her wolf. But they had clearly felt it–the overwhelming pressure of a high–level werewolf’s presence.
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