In order for the 17 nations to collaborate with Remus, it was crucial to first establish a good relationship with the woman by his side. Kylie had now become the legitimate richest woman in Darsia. Her return today was just a coincidence.
"Naming?" Glinda's voice was laced with contempt. "I wish I could skin Remus alive, break his bones, and reduce him to ashes. And you want me to come up with a name? Are you not afraid I might poison it instead?"
Kylie's expression turned completely cold, and she said angrily, "No wonder you're considered the Witch of True Life that everyone should avoid. How can your thoughts be so malicious? Imperial Villa doesn't welcome you. Get out immediately! Otherwise, don't blame me for poisoning you first!"
"Get out!" Her finger jabbed toward the door, her voice escalating to a shout.
Glinda clenched her teeth, her resolve faltering. She had planned to meet Selina, but now, she was at a loss for words and overwhelmed by the situation.
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