Chapter 202

The moment those words left her mouth, all the color drained from Ella's face. No way. How could Delia possibly know about that? If Delia knew... then did Curtis find out too? That thought alone made Ella's legs go weak. Her face turned ghostly pale, and the panic in her eyes couldn't be hidden. Delia's lips curved up in a cold smirk. "What's the matter, Miss Young? Cat got your tongue this time?" "You're slandering me, Delia!" Ella raised her voice, trying to sound more confident, more in control. But to Delia, she just looked like a clown trying desperately to stay on her feet. Pathetic. Delia exchanged a knowing glance with Edith, who had just learned about Ella's disgusting history. Edith's disgust was written all over her face-like looking at a pile of reeking garbage. "Enough games, Ella!" Delia cut the act. Her face turned cold as she stood up and slowly walked over, towering above Ella with an icy stare. "You think this is all I've got on you? Think again." She shot Edith a sha