464.Your Face

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The bodyguard behind her immediately snatched her phone and deleted the video that she had taken. "Miss Kim, you're not allowed to take any videos or photos."

Krystal was frustrated. "You're such a busybody for a bodyguard."

"These are orders from above."

"Alright, alright, alright... I won't take any photos or videos." She stretched her hand out. "Return my phone to me."

She was angered to death. To think she wasn't going to be able to post anything on her social media.

The bodyguard returned the phone to her. "If you do not heed my warnings and break the rules again, there'll be dire consequences."

Earlier, Krystal had watched as two wounded women were thrown out of the Yu Ting Villa. After asking around, she learned that the two maids had inappropriate thoughts and were 'rewarded' with fifty blows before being thrown out.

She did not have any sympathy for those two maids. However, towards Yu Ting Villa's punishment...

She was very fearful of them.

"I won't take any photos." Krystal kept her phone away in her bag and stepped into the extravagant living room.

The stone marble walls that made up the entryway had delicate designs crafted all over it. The marble pillars were four to five metres tall and made for an imposing sight. There was even a fancy crystal chandelier that added to the splendid, European-style design.

The entire living room was not only luxurious and extravagant but also made for a powerful and imposing sight.

It was indeed the highest form of luxury to be living here. It gave one a status worthy of admiration.

Krystal saw that Jennie was seated comfortably on the enormous, imported sofa. She appeared like a dignified lady of the place.

A maid was respectfully pouring tea into her cup.

An ugly trash like her did not deserve such treatment.

It wasn't just the Yu Ting Villa. Even Lisa himself ought to belong to Krystal.

Krystal quickened her steps and scanned Jennie's face.

She saw that Jennie was still using the medicine paste and knew that she still had the opportunity to tamper with it. She heaved a slight sigh of relief internally.

She had already obtained the drug which would cause disfigurement.

As long as she mixed the powder into Jennie's medicine, though she wouldn't feel anything at first, over time, her face would grow stiff. It would then begin to rot and suffer irreversible damage.

By then, even if a miracle occured, Jennie's rotten face wouldn't ever recover.

She wanted to see if Lisa would still want Jennie after she was utterly deformed!

Krystal concealed the viciousness in her gaze. Instead, she put on a dumbstruck expression and rushed towards Jennie.

She snatched her teacup away. "Jenjen, how could you be drinking tea at such a crucial moment!"

Jennie glanced at her coldly. "Krystal, what exactly is so urgent? Spit it out quickly."

She shot the maid a look and the maid immediately understood. She leaned down to pour her another glass of tea.

"You know that I'm thirsty?" Krystal placed the teacup, which she had just taken, on the coffee table and tried to reach for the one in the maid's hands.

However, the maid handed it over to Jennie. "Miss Kim did not instruct me to pour you a cup of tea."

Krystal criticised with an embarrassed expression. "What kind of a servant are you? I'm a guest here. And you..." Her gaze shifted onto Jennie's medicine-covered face. "You're a temporary guest at the Yu Ting Villa. How can you allow a subordinate to be this unrestrained in front of your second sister? Don't you know that by not giving your second sister any face, it's the same as throwing your own face away?"

When the maid heard this, a hint of fear flashed past her face.

Jennie however, spoke up calmly. "Krystal, your face is your face. We've always been different and unrelated."

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