Not long after, the sound of high heels approached. Vanessa, wearing Clara's favorite pair of stilettos, walked up to her and deliberately swung her wrist.
A blinding light flashed in Clara's eyes.
It's those two love knot rings.
She spent half a month revising the design countless times to create this 7th anniversary commemorative ring. She originally thought that these rings would be worn by her and Liam to witness their wedding.
But now, it's on Vanessa's hand.
Vanessa bent down and whispered in Clara's ear, her voice sweet but laced with venom: "This ring is so beautiful, isn't it? Liam said that once I become K's apprentice, he'll use it to hold a grand wedding with me. Oh, and," she paused, her boastful tone almost overflowing, "you designed it, didn't you? Thank you so much, Clara."
The warm breath sprayed on her earlobe, like the forked tongue of a venomous snake licking her skin.
Clara's breathing became heavy.
She suddenly raised her hand, as if to touch the ring, but her fingertip "accidentally" bumped into Vanessa's wrist.
With a "thud".
The ring fell to the floor and rolled a long way.