The sudden turn of events left Nicole Linton completely stunned.
She turned pale and rushed to her sister's side, supporting her trembling body. Panicked, she asked repeatedly, "Sis! I'm sorry, Sis, I didn't mean to splash you... Sis, are you okay?"
'The entire Linton family is counting on my sister's face for a life of luxury and wealth.'
'If my sister's face is ruined, how can she become Madam Sterling?'
Nicole Linton was filled with regret.
She never dreamed that someone would pull Holly Sinclair away, and she certainly didn't expect the glass of water to end up on her sister's face.
'Who was so despicable!'
'Who dared to rescue Holly Sinclair!'
Nicole Linton thought angrily, turning to glare fiercely in Holly Sinclair's direction.
But her gaze was met by a pair of eyes as cold and dark as a bottomless pool.
Nicole Linton froze, dumbfounded. It was as if an invisible hand was squeezing her throat, strangling any sound.
'How could it be Mr. Sterling?'
