Chapter 580 Heart–Pounding Chaos

    bThey /bwere still her blood rtives, after all. Sarah had gone to great lengths to return to the Ginger family, not just to humiliate Jean, but because deep down….

    She still longed for that sense of family.

    She had grown up in poverty and hardship, never really knowing what it felt like to be loved by family.

    If given the chance, of course, she wanted to feel it, even just once..

    And now, she had personally sent those people into the abyss. Rationally, Sarah knew she should bsave /bthem.

    But Jordan’s voice kept echoing in her cars.

    “You’ve always been decisive. Now’s not the time to grow soft. If you hesitate, Abyssal Choir won’t show you mercy, and that man won’t take kindly to your betrayal either. What we need to do now is keep working with him–take down the Ginger family and Abyssal Choir.”

    Sarah lowered her gaze, conflict and turmoil flickering in her eyes.

    At that very moment, Jean was watching her, too.

    Her anger toward Sarah hadn’t faded in the slightest.

    From the moment Sarah had joined forces with that man, Jean had seen her as the enemy.

    Before, Jean’s feelings toward Sarah had beenplicated–she’d thought Sarah was awful, yes, but she had also taken her ce. In some way, that made Jean feel a little guilty.

    But now, Sarah wanted her dead. Wanted the Ginger family dead. Even if it cost her everything, Jean wasn’t going to let that happen.

    As that thought burned in her mind, Jordan suddenly turned around–at the same time, Sarah, wearing a cold, unreadable expression, stepped up beside him.

    Together, they locked eyes with Jean and Jolene; their gaze carried a chilling weight, like frost soaking into bone.

    Jolene let out a sharp, amusedugh. Her eyes werezy, but her tone was dry and biting. “Looks like they’ve made up their minds, they’reing for us.”

    Jean pressed her lips together, saying nothing.

    Without warning, Jordan gave the order–and Stormwoven’s ck–d members surged forward like a dark tide.

    Jolene stepped in front of Jean, shielding her. Her voice dropped, low and firm. “Get to the side, stay out of the way or you’ll get hurt.”

    With that, she led the Abyssal Choir members straight into the fray.

    The two sides shed immediately–chaotic, intense, and utterly breathtaking in its ferocity.

    Jean knew her limits. When it came to directbat between elites like this, she was out of her depth.

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    bChapter /bb580 /bHeart–Pounding Chaos

    What bshe /bneeded to do was stay clear of the chaos and keep herself bout /bof harm’s bway /b

    Quietlyb, /bshe moved to the side of the hall, just about to slip into cover–when bsomething /bbsuddenly /bnden bheavy /bon her shoulder.

    She turned her head.

    Sarah had appeared beside her like a ghost–silent, undetected.

    Her hand gripped Jean’s shoulder tightly, her face cold with disdain, as if she were looking at a bbug /bshe could crush at any moment.

    “Where do you think you’re going?”

    Sarah advanced with slow, deliberate steps; Jean could only retreat by instinct.

    “So all that regret just now–was that just an act?” Jean gave a cold, sharp smile. Her tone dripped with mockery. “You betrayed my mom and my brother, and now you want to kill me too? You just won’t quit, bwill /byou, Sarah?”

    Sarah’s eyes narrowed, fury flooding to the surface.

    “What right do you have to talk to me like that? You deserve to die!”

    Sarah did feel guilty about what had happened to the Ginger family.

    But Jordan’s constant pressure had made her realize that her hatred for Jean was stronger than anything else.

    She wanted Jean dead.

    That feeling pushed everything else aside. The guilt, the regret–none of it mattered anymore.

    Sarah knew it. She was being consumed by hatred.

    And that’s what made her listen to Jordan. That’s what made her raise her hand against Jean.

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