The Seductive Pretty Boy of the Matriarchal World-Chapter 74: One by One, They Leave

Chapter 74: One by One, They Leave

Giselle Frost stood there and met Serena Blackwood’s gaze without the slightest change in expression.

"It sounds like too many people bowing and scraping to you has given you the illusion that everyone is supposed to obey you."

A sharp edge flashed through her sea-blue eyes, like a calm ocean suddenly kicked into restless waves.

"That line should be mine," she said coldly. "You should be the one staying away from him."

The atmosphere around them turned vicious in an instant.

Two women with overwhelming status and power were now facing each other head-on, neither bothering to hide the force of their presence. The pressure between them felt almost tangible, like steel grinding against steel. It carried the sense that, in the very next second, they might actually come to blows.

Not far away, in a quiet corner, Liora Voss broke off in the middle of a conversation. She gave the woman standing across from her a polished, ladylike smile.

"One second. I need to answer something."

"Of course," the woman said with a nod, her eyes already openly filled with admiration.

She was deeply glad she had come to Lucien Hart’s birthday party tonight.

Otherwise, she never would have met someone like Liora.

In such a short amount of time, she had already become completely captivated by her.

If Elias had been here, even he might have had to admit Liora’s methods were something else.

When she was genuinely interested in someone, when she fully let her charm off the leash, almost no one could resist her completely.

As for the standoff at the entrance of The Pinnacle Club, Liora only spared Serena and Giselle a brief glance before looking away again, nearly dismissing them altogether.

She knew perfectly well they would never actually fight.

There were too many people here.

For the woman in control of the Blackwood family and the Frost family’s heiress to publicly fight over a man would be laughable enough as gossip. Letting anyone witness it with their own eyes would be even worse.

Even Liora had no interest in watching that kind of spectacle.

It would embarrass her too.

She slipped her phone out of her pocket and saw that Little Kitten had sent her two messages.

Instead of tapping them open right away, she smiled inwardly, amused.

Did Elias have any idea that two women no noble guest here would dare offend were practically on the verge of going to war over him?

Of course he did not.

More likely, every bit of his attention was already fixed on that doctor named Yvonne Quinn. That was his newest target. Why would he care about two fish who were already on the hook?

And even if he did know, he would probably love it if they really started tearing into each other.

That was exactly the kind of scene he wanted.

The thought nearly made Liora laugh out loud. But considering the atmosphere hanging between Serena and Giselle right now, she decided it was better not to break the tension so casually. She held it in, tapped open the floating preview, and read the messages.

Little Kitten: Hurry up. I’m waiting for you at the front gate.

Little Kitten: And I even wore the cat ears you like~

The teasing, flippant tone could not have clashed more sharply with the hostility in the air around her.

"Ha..." Liora let out a soft laugh anyway.

Fortunately, it was quiet enough that only the woman beside her noticed.

"What’s so funny?" the woman asked curiously. "Let me see."

She reached out, intending to take Liora’s phone.

Liora lifted her hand just slightly and dodged the grab with effortless grace. Her seductive eyes curved at the woman as she smiled.

"A little kitten," she said lightly, "who’s got everyone spinning in circles."

"Really?" The woman kept her smile polite, but disappointment flickered beneath it.

She could tell the exact moment Liora’s phone had buzzed, all of Liora’s interest in her had vanished.

Or maybe not vanished.

Maybe it had never been more than the faintest trace to begin with.

Didn’t everyone say the younger Voss sister liked women?

Then how...

Was she not pretty enough?

The thought stung her pride.

Liora noticed the shift in her mood immediately.

"I enjoyed talking to you," she said, extending a hand. "Goodbye, beautiful."

"Goodbye." The woman took her hand and shook it once. There was still regret in her, but it passed quickly enough.

Liora withdrew her hand and sent Elias a message.

Liora: Wait for me.

She could read other people’s emotions with ease, just like she had with that woman.

But Elias was one of the very few people she could not see through.

Something about him was wrapped in thick layers of fog. Only he could peel them back himself. Anyone else who tried to probe deeper would come away with nothing but mystery.

Still, not being able to see through his heart did not mean she could not see everything else.

Liora believed, with absolute certainty, that she would personally witness the process of Elias falling into the abyss.

And it would start now.

She strode out of The Pinnacle Club and, without the slightest hesitation, placed herself between the two women locked in confrontation. Her gaze swept over Serena and Giselle before she smiled faintly.

"Today is Lucien’s birthday. Are you two really planning to fight over another man?"

Especially when that man happened to bear such a striking resemblance to Lucien.

That single sentence did not erase the conflict between Serena and Giselle, but it was enough. They both withdrew their eyes from each other at the same time, and the atmosphere eased at once.

Off to the side, Lucien’s mother stirred inwardly.

Another man?

But she relaxed almost immediately.

The fact that Serena and Giselle had come here tonight already proved what Lucien meant to them.

That was enough.

Everything else had nothing to do with her. Better not to dig too deeply. Curiosity killed the cat.

Liora quietly withdrew the glance she had aimed at Lucien’s mother.

As expected, the Hart family had not risen to its current position on the support of the Frost and Blackwood families alone.

At least in Liora’s eyes, a mother willing to make use of her own son was absolutely not someone to underestimate.

Serena picked up where Liora left off, the warm smile at her lips taking on a faint chill of mockery.

"For Miss Frost, Elias really is ’another man.’ For me, he isn’t."

Giselle’s expression tightened, and she was just about to respond when her phone rang.

She pulled it out and glanced at the screen.

The coldness in her face faded almost at once into something calmer. Without saying another word, she turned, descended the steps one by one, and left.

Serena watched her retreating figure and gave a quiet, disdainful scoff. She assumed Giselle had left because she had nothing to say back.

And yet, underneath that certainty, a faint sense of something being off still brushed across her mind.

Liora gave Serena’s shoulder a light pat. "I’ve got somewhere to be, so I’m heading out too."

Serena turned to look at her. "Going to find your little kitten?"

Liora stilled for half a beat, but did not deny it. "Yes."

"Then go." Serena’s expression said she had expected as much. Her smile, compared to the one she had worn for Giselle, was much more genuine. Then she brought it up again. "Whenever it feels right, bring her home so your sister can meet him. The four of them would be very pleased, watching from above."

Liora’s steps paused.

Then she descended the stairs.

"Okay."

After she drove away, more guests began to emerge from inside. Serena’s face settled once more into that perfectly measured warmth as she spoke with them, exchanged farewells, and saw them off one by one.