Arabelle’s fake concern lingered in the air.
“Yes, little sister, don’t try to take on a job you can’t handle. I studied medicine abroad, and you’re nothing. How dare you pretend to be a doctor?”
I ignored them. Waking Rigel was all that mattered; it directly involved my fiancé’s life. I couldn’t retreat now.
I studied the elderly man carefully. Judging by Tessa’s and Jaxon’s respectful attitude toward him and recalling what I’d overheard at the banquet, this must be James, patriarch of the Montgomery family, the most powerful figure in Greenville.
I hadn’t expected Arabelle to go so far as to bring him here just to rid herself of me.
The guards holding me were about to drag me out, but I flicked my wrist, sending two silver needles flying from my sleeve. They struck acupoints in their arms, and they instantly let go, waving their arms in pain.
Upon seeing me fight back, Arabelle’s anger flared.
“Liora! How dare you act so arrogantly in front of Mr. Montgomery!”
I turned to face the old man’s fierce gaze. He sneered.
“You’ve got some tricks, little girl.”
He clapped his hands, and over ten strong bodyguards surrounded me.
“Break this girl’s legs and throw her out of the Montgomery household!”