I quietly hid at the corner of the stairs, observing. Emily was dressed in a white dress, looking haggard, her eyes red, and her cheeks swollen, looking quite pitiful.
Emily stood there, trembling and silent.
Linda, dressed in elegant attire, lowered her eyes, gently blew on the tea she was holding, took a small sip, and then set the cup down before lifting her eyes to scrutinize Emily.
"You must be Emily. Such a small-minded person, dreaming of becoming a phoenix. You should measure your worth and see if you are destined to enjoy such a life."
Linda stood up and walked closer to Emily, tugging at her white dress, noticing the Hermès label, and her face showing disdain and contempt.
"Wearing branded clothes, aren't you enjoying yourself? You never had the chance to wear such things in your past life, and now you easily wear them, feeling quite smug, aren't you?"
Emily shook her head in terror, denying it, and continued to keep her head down.
Linda continued, "Jessi is a child of the Taylor family. You dared to use her for your ambition, showing no regard for the consequences. You have some nerve.