"You..."
Teased by her, Melinda's anger peaked. However, the words to refute her never came.
Admittedly, she was very angry at what she saw. The blind woman had regained her sight—something that should have been impossible.
"How could you do that?" she asked, gritting her teeth.
Claire casually tossed her hair to the right, smiling slightly. "It doesn't matter, does it? After all, you're nobody to me. We have no relationship."
Her eyes flashed coldly, full of mockery. In the past, she might never have imagined saying such arrogant words to Melinda.
Yet in truth, this was something she should have done long ago. Faced with the oppression from Belfor and Melinda, she had once been too afraid to speak up.
But it was understandable—she had still believed in Belfor's love, which turned out to be nothing but an illusion.
Melinda was speechless, unable to believe it. This time, she truly dared not act recklessly to challenge her.
