Chapter 714: Chapter 714: Don’t Even Think of Comparing Yourself to Her

After all, in Hugh Kensington’s heart, he didn’t need any pretense in front of his sister.

"Did Annelise Mayfield ask you for leave?"

Selena Kensington asked in surprise.

She really didn’t know about Annelise asking for leave, and she hadn’t asked Annelise for any help during this period...

Wait a minute.

Selena suddenly thought of Roxanne Sutton.

During this time, the only one with Annelise Mayfield was Roxanne Sutton.

So, what did Annelise and Roxanne go to do?

Roxanne Sutton couldn’t possibly want to escape, because she was aware that even if she had that thought, Selena wouldn’t let her leave at this time.

Moreover, in Selena’s view, Roxanne seemed to be planning something internally.

Had Roxanne anticipated something?

Seeing that Selena didn’t know, Hugh Kensington nodded after a moment of silence, "Yeah, she asked for a week off."

Because Annelise Mayfield was a potential asset discovered by Stardust after Sloane Hawthorne.

Hugh naturally had to pay attention to this potential asset.

Therefore, Annelise’s situation reports often ended up in his hands.

Annelise asking for leave naturally also required Hugh’s approval.

Selena’s voice drifted, "Let her go, after all, that person doesn’t have much time left."

The ’that person’ Selena referred to was naturally Roxanne Sutton.

Hugh was somewhat confused, but still didn’t ask.

He trusted Selena’s words unconditionally in his subconscious.

*

Meanwhile, while Selena was chatting with others.

In a lounge on the second floor of the banquet hall.

The door was half-open.

From inside the room, one could vaguely glimpse the situation below, especially where Selena and her group were.

But because this lounge was in a corner and even the lighting was somewhat dim, very few people noticed this place.

At this moment, in this lounge, sat one man and two women.

The woman with long red hair wore a deep V pure black strapless evening gown, dotted with tiny diamonds like stars.

This woman was none other than Zoe Sinclair.

Sitting not far from her was a woman with a very ordinary appearance.

She sat quietly there, her face seemingly ordinary, but her eyes were extremely lively and spirited.

If one wasn’t careful, they might find themselves mesmerized by her eyes.

Leaning against the wall, the man standing closest to the door also had a plain appearance, yet the motion of him playing with a fruit knife carried a faint sense of bursting strength.

He was leaning against the wall, his eyelids lowered.

His gaze lazily focused on the commotion below.

And the direction he was looking... was toward Selena’s side.

Zoe Sinclair looked at Cole Vaughn’s appearance, and couldn’t help but show a trace of restrained anger on her cold face.

But she quickly adjusted, her face returning to coldness.

"No matter how many times you look, she won’t join us. We just need to use her to achieve Grandfather’s final goal, that’s enough!"

The words that followed had a trace of warning, "Cole, don’t do anything extra!"

Her cold words seemed to be laced with ice.

The atmosphere in the room for a while also became somewhat oppressive.

But such an atmosphere was all too normal for the three in the room.

Cole Vaughn kept his eyes lowered, seemingly indifferent to Zoe Sinclair’s words.

Still acting as he pleased.

Zoe Sinclair watched him, her annoyance visible as she closed her eyes and then opened them again.

She looked toward the quiet woman beside her.

"Janine, have you contacted your brother?"

The woman being named, Janine Linton.

Upon hearing the words, she raised her head, her eyes filled with movement, and her lips curled slightly.

"I’ve long since contacted him, his identity hasn’t been discovered, everything is under control."

Listening to Janine’s words, Zoe Sinclair’s face eased slightly.

"Very good."

Janine paused for a moment and then shared another matter with Zoe Sinclair, "Miss Beatrix, Silas Sinclair seems to be investigating your affairs lately."

When Zoe Sinclair heard this, she sneered.

"I knew my brother, being the favorite, wouldn’t be easily fooled, but probably there’s also the Norwood Family’s involvement. But even if they realize something... "

"Let them investigate as much as they want! I’d like to see them come up empty-handed!"

Zoe Sinclair spoke with utmost confidence.

Even her eyes carried a trace of contempt and arrogance.

Janine paused again, finally revealing a sly smile, "Miss Beatrix is indeed more skilled."

Hearing this, Zoe Sinclair didn’t show any delight from the praise.

She glanced at Selena’s actions below, her lips displaying a slight disdain.

"Janine, don’t forget your mission later."

Zoe Sinclair coldly reminded.

Janine paused, then subtly lowered her eyes, "Yes."

Zoe Sinclair’s gaze remained fixed on Selena below, after a moment, she spoke slowly, "Someone doesn’t deal personally with their enemies, yet only confines the other to the safe zone. So... kind-hearted!"

"This woman is so indecisive, her smile alone is nauseatingly disgusting... it’s really baffling why Grandfather holds her in such high regard... isn’t the clan of Celestial Masters not wiped out in this world?!!"

Zoe Sinclair’s gaze toward Selena grew increasingly dangerous.

Even her tone grew more extreme.

Seeming faintly tinged with madness.

But just as she finished speaking, the next second, a breeze blew through.

The previously stationary Cole Vaughn was suddenly in front of her, reaching out with an expressionless face to grasp her throat!

His face showed indifference, but his eyes were fiercely violent and murderous.

He looked at Zoe Sinclair’s face, his hand slightly exerting force.

"Cough!... Cough!!!"

Zoe Sinclair looked at Cole Vaughn incredulously, her eyes not filled with fear, but more with icy anger.

"You’re crazy! Cough!... Dare you raise your hand against me?!"

Cole Vaughn remained unmoved, his expression didn’t ripple a single bit in response to Zoe Sinclair’s words.

"She’s different from you, don’t even think about comparing yourself with her!"

After speaking, Cole Vaughn threw Zoe Sinclair onto the sofa as if discarding trash.

Then, disgusted, he picked up a wet tissue from the table and carefully wiped the hand that had gripped Zoe Sinclair’s neck.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zoe Sinclair was thrown aside, somewhat struggling to cough a few times.

Once she recovered, she raised her head to see Cole Vaughn wiping his hand with a wet tissue.

Her anger intensified.

"Don’t forget, I am your creator!"

"What’s so good about that woman?! She’s never been on your side! She even hurt you! Yet your heart has always been biased toward her!"

Zoe Sinclair spoke in defiance.