But just as she was about to enter, Vivian Linton, who had stumbled to the door, casually pulled it shut.
BANG!
The door was shut once more.
"Vivian Linton!!"
Holly Sinclair's eyes burned with fury. She couldn't tell if she was trembling from the cold or from rage, but her entire body shook uncontrollably.
"I told you, Tristan doesn't want to see you!" Vivian Linton said, striking a victorious pose and looking down on Holly with a cold sneer.
Holly had no time for her nonsense.
"Tristan Sterling! Tristan Sterling!!"
She screamed his name at the top of her lungs.
Holly had no other choice.
Her brother's life hung by a thread, and Tristan Sterling was her only hope.
"It's no use, Holly. Tonight, Tristan won't pay you any mind even if you scream yourself hoarse."
Vivian Linton's smile grew more arrogant and smug, a vicious glint flashing in her eyes.
RUMBLE.
A clap of thunder boomed.
A flash of lightning illuminated Holly's deathly pale face.
