Another person lay at Seth's feet, their back toward her. There wasn't an inch of them that was unscathed; their clothes were in tatters, revealing skin covered in wounds.
Hearing the man's weak but familiar voice, a flicker of surprise appeared in Flora Bloom's eyes.
It was because this person had originally been on Belle Bloom's side, but what he was saying now was completely unexpected.
"Belle Bloom, you treacherous bitch! I'll get you for this even if I have to come back as a ghost!"
Like a frightened fawn, Belle Bloom burrowed into the man's embrace, whining pitifully, "What nonsense are you spouting! It's a blessing for all of us to follow Mr. Dash! Can't you see how powerful he is? It would be Flora Bloom's good fortune to serve Mr. Dash."
"Hmph, Flora Bloom is nothing like a sycophantic bitch like you! She'd rather die than sell herself out!"
Belle Bloom looked at Seth, batting her eyelashes. "Mr. Dash, look at him! Teach him a lesson for me. He's bullying me!"
