She Has Three Little Treasures: Fake Heiress, Yet Captures The Tycoon's Heart-Chapter 768: Could Never Kill Myself (2)

"Orion Rivers, let’s work together." Claire Lowell stepped closer to Raina North, lowering her voice, "Let’s kill that little bitch. Once she’s dead, Nameless won’t be bewitched by her anymore. What do you think?"

Raina turned to look at Claire upon hearing this.

The woman with a somewhat beautiful face was smiling at her, but her eyes, though meticulously portrayed, were cold, like a seductive snake flicking its tongue.

Raina seriously tried to recall.

Yesterday, she met her for the first time under the identity of Raina. The two of them hadn’t had any real grievances, the only conflict being she had punished Claire for being upset about the death of those sixteen people, but it didn’t cause any substantial damage to Claire.

There’s no way it should come to killing her, claiming her life.

Yet, Claire suggested it so naturally, as if she was not about to take a life, but squashing an ant.

Perhaps, in Miss Lowell’s mind, killing her wasn’t more troublesome than dealing with an ant.

Claire was already starting to plan her murder.

"Hold on." Raina couldn’t help but interrupt, "Miss Lowell, you might have misunderstood something. I have no intention of agreeing to your plan."

Claire was both surprised and incredulous, "You, you refuse to agree?" She couldn’t believe it, "That’s Nameless’s wife! You don’t care?"

"Why would I care? It’s all still me, just in a different outfit."

Even if Elias Hawthorne cheated, it was still her true self he cheated with. Does that even count as cheating?

No, that’s called fun.

"There are plenty of people around me, and Nameless has never minded."

Claire remembered, Nameless was notoriously promiscuous, known for dating at least a dozen people.

Nameless was even playfully nicknamed Layla Larson by Emperor Hades.

The king of the sea!

The biggest jerk of the century! Scum!

Claire cursed inwardly, partly feeling sorry for herself—imagining that she, as the proud heiress of The Dark Tower, lost to such a scheming person—and partly feeling pity for Nameless. Such a good person deserved the best in the world, yet he ended up with two of such people.

One was promiscuous and the other was of lowly birth.

But Claire had to endure it: "That’s different. The people around you have no status, but Nameless has married that woman and granted her the utmost honor. Once she knows of your existence, she’ll definitely not let it go. Rather than allowing her to get the upper hand, you might as well strike first. A dead person, no matter how highly praised, isn’t a threat, don’t you think?"

"I’m sorry, I can’t agree."

"Why?" Claire couldn’t believe it; she had been so sincere, yet Orion Rivers remained unmoved.

Of course, it was because no matter how crazy she was, she couldn’t bring herself to kill herself.

But such a thing, Raina would never tell Claire. Instead, she said, "Of course, it’s because I love Nameless, so I like him no matter what he does. Besides, the woman Nameless married is also a new member of The Celestial Alliance, so it’s effectively an alliance between The Celestial Alliance and The Dark Tower. That’s a good thing, and as the Alliance Hierarch, how could I destroy that?"

Claire: "..."

You’re full of crap!

Is Orion Rivers such a magnanimous person?

"Orion Rivers, think it over, this is a really serious matter, you must take it to heart, otherwise your position will truly be replaced!"

"Oh." Raina nodded casually.

Claire: "..."

What the hell does your "oh" mean?