bChapter /b74

    After Andrian’s departure, Bianca grew increasingly restless. She couldn’t calm herself and kept staring at bher /bbphone /bscreen. Bianca was hoping that the mysterious caller from before would reach out again—just to confirm when bAliana /bwould finally vanish from her life.

    Her jaw clenched, her face flushed with the heat of hatred and burning jealousy.

    The image of Alianaposed, graceful, and perfect–ripped through Bianca’s heart like a de. She feared that Andrian would eventually turn away from her, especially now that her face was damaged beyond repair.

    At this point, Bianca no longer cared whether Aliana was truly the one behind the attack that night. She just wanted that

    woman out of her life–immediately andpletely.

    “I can’t sit still any longer.”

    Bianca realized she couldn’t depend solely on others–especially not on a stranger whose identity she didn’t even know. She would have to take matters into her own hands. With a swift motion, she pressed the call button beside her hospital

    bed. Momentster, Derek entered the room, his expression cautious.

    At first, he looked concerned, but upon seeing that Bianca was physically stable, his features rxed.

    “Is there anything I can help you with, Miss?” Derek asked.

    Bianca stared at him sharply. “Has security found the person who attacked me?”

    Derek shifted ufortably, replying carefully, “Not yet, Miss. The CCTV at the scene waspletely destroyed, and it was extremely dark that night. We haven’t found any clues about the perpetrator.”

    His answer made Bianca even more agitated. She ground her teeth in frustration. If only there had been some trace–just a shred of evidence linking Aliana to the attack–she was sure Andrian would have taken her side and removed that woman from his life immediately. Bianca was well aware that although Andrian might be developing feelings for Aliana, he still trusted her deeply.

    “Miss…” Derek hesitated before speaking again, “Are you absolutely sure you don’t remember anything about your attacker? Even the smallest detail could help.”

    Bianca went quiet for a moment, her hands trembling. She tried to recall the events of that night, but a wave of terror surged through her mind. She remembered the terrifying voice, and the cold de slicing across her face without mercy. Unconsciously, her body began to shake, and cold sweat dampened her back.

    Seeing the sudden shift in her expression–her face turning pale with fear–Derek immediately felt guilty. He quickly

    apologized.

    “I’m sorry, Miss. I didn’t mean to bring back that awful memory. Please try not to think about it. Let the security team handle the investigation.”

    He bowed his head slightly in remorse.

    But Bianca seemed to no longer hear Derek’s words. Her mind was swirling with thoughts of Aliana and Andrian’s

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    interactions, and the longer she sat still, the more it tormented her. She couldn’t wait any blonger/b. Her eyes bsuddenly /blit us sharp and full of determination.

    “Derek,” Bianca called out, her voice cold and crisp. “Do we still have the rape video of Alicia?”

    Derek was stunned by the question. His face went pale as he stared at Bianca with widened eyes, filled with fear band /b

    hesitation.

    “Yes, Miss,” he answered quickly. “Everything is still intact.”

    “Good,” Bianca said, clenching her fists tightly. “If I can’t find proof that Aliana attacked me, then I’ll destroy her another way. Release the video to the media–but edit it so it looks like the woman in it is Aliana. And make it look consensual- not a rape.”

    Derek’s face turned white with panic at the dangerous request.

    “Miss, that’s incredibly risky. If the Velor or Zavier families find out-”

    “I don’t care!” Bianca cut in sharply, her voiceced with fury. “I have no other way to get Aliana away from Andrian. This video is the most powerful weapon we have.”

    Derek swallowed hard, his face full of dread. But he didn’t dare oppose Bianca’s directmand. He knew she wouldn’t back down from such a reckless n, ino /imatter how severe the consequences.

    “Yes, Miss. I’ll prepare everything immediately,” Derek replied in a resigned tone.

    Bianca gave a faint smile. “Make sure your identity can’t be traced, Derek. And make sure the video goes viral fast.”

    “Yes, Miss,” he answered submissively, bowing his head.

    After Derek left the room, Bianca leaned back against the bed. She took a deep breath, trying to suppress the raging emotions inside her. Her jealousy and hatred toward Aliana had be so deeply rooted that they were almost impossible to control.

    She nced again at the phone beside her bed, still hoping that mysterious caller would reach out again. But so far, the screen remained silent.

    “If you don’t act soon,” Bianca hissed through gritted teeth, “then I’ll eliminate Aliana myself.”

    The room fell silent once more. The only sound was Bianca’s heartbeat, pounding with fury, fear, and a vengeance that refused to fade. She knew what she was about to do was dangerous, but her hatred had grown too vast to be stopped

    now.

    With a gaze full of determination, Bianca made a vow to herself–no matter what happened, she would make sure Aliana was destroyed. Even if it meant risking everything.

    On the other side of the city, Aliana had reached out to Charlotte Dcroix to hand over proof of Bianca’s misconduct within thepany. Aliana was certain that Charlotte would know how to make use of the evidence–after allb, /bbthe /bwoman had never liked Bianca.

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    bAt /bpresentb, /bAliana sat calmly in a private room, her face emotionless as she waited for bCharlotte’s /bbarrival/b. It wasn’tion before the door opened, and Charlotte walked in with the elegant poise of a high society bwoman/bb. /bbShe /boffered a faint smil before taking a seat across from Aliana.

    b“/bbI /bmust say, I was quite surprised to receive your invitation, Madam Velor,” Charlotte said, her eyes sharp yet filled with curiosity. “To be honest, I didn’t expect you to want to meet with me. What is it that you wish to discussb?/bb” /b

    Without answering immediately, Aliana opened her small handbag and pulled out a sh drive, which she ced calmly on the table. Charlotte’s gaze locked onto the tiny object, then flicked back up to Aliana, her eyes filled with questions.

    “What is this?” she asked, intrigued.

    “Evidence showing that Bianca hasmitted fraud within thepany,” Aliana said bluntly. “I believe you’ll find it bquite /buseful.”

    Charlotte looked stunned, yet also wary. She subtly signaled to her assistant, who stepped forward to check the contents of the sh drive. The assistant inserted it into a tablet, and within moments, his expression shifted dramatically.

    “Madam, this is solid evidence,” the assistant reported with a serious and slightly anxious tone. “Miss Bianca is involved in illegal transactions–she epted bribes from several senior directors to enrich herself.”

    Charlotte stared at Aliana, a mix of awe and suspicion on her face. “Where did you get something like this, Aliana?”

    “Where I got it from isn’t important,” Aliana replied calmly, showing no hint of anxiety. “I only want to make sure that you use the evidence wisely.”

    Charlotte gave a faint, somewhat cynical smile. Her expression shifted subtly.

    “It seems I misjudged you, Aliana. I thought you were different from all the other women who scramble for Andrian’s attention. But it turns out, you’re just as willing to use any means necessary to eliminate your rivals.”

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