"If you're just Landon Lockwood's woman, too afraid to step forward and only hiding behind his back like a turtle, then I truly look down on you!"
The words sounded blunt and harsh, but in reality, it was a typical provocation.
She knew Cora Lowell wasn't one to be easily cowed and understood the complex and subtle relationship she had with Landon Lockwood.
She wanted to use this method to force her to face the challenge.
Landon Lockwood was casually playing with Cora Lowell's fingers, but his movements suddenly paused at the words.
He slowly raised his eyes, staring straight at Clara Jennings.
The oppressive aura of someone in a high position instantly filled the room.
The aura was so commanding, as if he alone stood above everyone else.
Clara Jennings felt her heart tremble under that gaze.
But she still stood her ground, refusing to show any weakness.
She straightened her back, her fingertips slightly tightened.
Cora Lowell chuckled softly, her eyebrows curving upwards.
