How the Ice King Became my Doting Billionaire Husband

Chapter 253

Keira's cries tore through the air, raw and heart-wrenching.

For years, Sandra had been a thorn in Keira's side, but never had Keira reacted with such visible distress.

Sandra picked up a hairpin off the ground, examining it before a malicious grin spread across her face. "Oh, this little thing means so much to you, huh? Well, if you want it back, your allowance for next month won't cut it. Patrick's been eyeing a sports car lately, not too pricey, just around half a million. Get me that money, and you can have your precious hairpin back."

Keira's monthly allowance was easily in the hundreds of thousands.

The Phillips family, though they didn't pay much attention to Keira, were never stingy when it came to finances.

Half a million was within Keira's reach.

Two months ago, after a leg injury, Morwenna had called Keira's parents on her behalf. Too busy to deal with it themselves, they'd immediately transferred two hundred thousand to her.

At her brother's birthday gala last month, she’d danced the opening number despite her still-healing leg. The Phillips family, proud of the performance, had deposited another two hundred thousand into her account.

She hardly spent on herself, as her clothes and accessories were all provided by the Phillips family.

Even she, often seen as naive, understood the importance of money.

Yet, in that moment, Keira hardly hesitated before agreeing, "Okay, I'll get it. Just give it back to me."

Sandra was momentarily taken aback by Keira's quick agreement, then sneered, "Keira, you better not be thinking of buying that car and then telling Patrick it was from you. Don't delude yourself into thinking he's nice to you because he likes you. It's all on account of your family's name. You, trying to play the damsel in distress to lure Patrick? Shameless!"

Sandra's vendetta against Keira stemmed from jealousy, seeing that the person she fancied treated Keira well.

The Roberts family couldn't hold a candle to the Phillips family's stature.

Logically, Sandra shouldn't dare to mess with Keira.

But Keira was known far and wide for her meekness, a target for bullying by anyone who felt like it.

After all, Keira never fought back or tattled.

Sandra had been bullying Keira for years, and Keira always put up with it, choosing to run away rather than confront her. This content provided by N(o)velDrama].[Org.

As Sandra's rant escalated, she callously tossed the hairpin into the toilet and doused Keira with a bucket of dirty mop water, snarling, "You love playing the innocent? Well, now you're just filthy and stinky. Let's see you try that again. Tempt Patrick once more, and I'll make you drink this filthy water!"

Covered in dirty water, Keira froze at the sight of her cherished hairpin being discarded, her first genuine gift gone just like that.

Then, as if possessed, she lunged at Sandra, biting her hand fiercely.

Born frail, Keira lacked physical strength and had no fighting skills. Biting, a primal act of defiance, was all she could muster as her first-ever resistance.

Sandra screamed in pain, shocked that her usual doormat was fighting back.

Enraged, Sandra grabbed Keira's hair, turning to the other girls who were standing by, shocked. "What are you waiting for? Help me! Pull her off!"

"Let go!"

"Don’t touch her, you bitch!"

Keira clamped down on Sandra's hand, blood trailing from the corner of her mouth. Yet, she refused to let go, as if determined to take a piece of Sandra with her.

Amidst Sandra's pain and retaliation, the other girls began to back off, fearing the situation had gone too far.

They were dealing with a member of the Phillips family, after all. Could this lead to serious consequences?

Just then, someone began pushing on the restroom door, which was locked from the inside.