Nancy Carter grabbed her arm and dragged her to the showerhead, turning it on. The icy water poured down, chilling her so much that her teeth chattered.
Nancy Carter squeezed her chin, lifting it, her fingers tightly grip, her eyes red and dark.
Eleanor Spencer sneered, "So what? I've been with so many men already, does it matter anymore?"
"Isabel!" Nancy Carter gritted her teeth, "Those things were all out of necessity. Otherwise, do you think you would have reached this position so quickly? Who begged me back then, asking for my help? Who said they would use any means to climb to the top, stepping on Aurelia Shaw, and now you blame all of this on me? Think it's my fault?"
"Did I ever force you to do anything from start to finish?"
Eleanor Spencer paused, then bit her lip, remaining silent for a long time.
Precisely because she didn't, Eleanor hated Nancy Carter the most! Hated her for knowing her so well, hated her for using all of this to control her!
