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CHELSEA.

Arden didn't come back nor did Karlos, whatever had held them down was certainly on my side. It was easier to throw the party except the bitch called Anna was around. While the pack assistant was helping me set up, she walked down the stairs with an annoyed face.

She walked toward me when I was instructing one of the assistants on what to help me with.

“Your father does not want you to go on with this party.” She looked at me with a disgusted expression. No hate, she disgusts me as well.

“Anna, stay out of this, please.” I made my move to walk past her, not wanting to have such a discussion with her. However, she pulled me back by my hair and I groaned as my scalp ached terribly.

I held my head and had to give in to her push or my hair would be off my scalp. After she successfully pushed me back, she moved closer to me with a seething face.

“Stop this party from happening or I am going to descend on you!” She poked my chest and then walked back to wherever she came from.