Yes, she wanted Ste out of Portis City.


    That man was back in town, and with Ste still here, she feared things could spiral out of control.


    And one hundred thousand dors this time? She suspected it was just the beginning.


    So, Ste had to leave.


    Urs remained silent, prompting Ste to say, "Not only you want me gone, but you seem pretty eager about it too, huh?"


    Urs''s heart lurched again!


    "Why am I eager about it? I just pity you. Better to grab the cash you''ve madest year, sell off the Silk-River Residences, and live your life on your terms than stay here and get twisted into nothing." Ste uttered, "Oh?"


    Urs went on, "With that kind of money, moving to a quaint town could set you up for life."


    And she was telling the truth. Selling the Silk-River Residences and adding her savings, Ste had a small fortune as much as one million at least indeed. With that kind of money, moving to a small town could indeed mean a life of ease and wealth. "But what if I just don''t want to leave? You want me gone? What if I want to stay right here and watch you die first? When are you nning on your funeral?"


    Challenging her with the cold Larkin family demeanor? Fine, she''d like to see who cracked first.


    Predictably, Ste''sst remark hit a nerve with Urs. She had three major illnesses, and thest thing she needed was someone mentioning death in her presence.


    "You..." Her face turned ghostly pale in an instant.


    Ste added, "Move into Wave Residence? Shut down my studio? Sure, fine for me. Let''s wait till my studio is closed down, and I''ve had a toast to your moving into Wave Residence, then I''ll leave, how about that?"


    Urs''s already pale face flushed with anger at Ste''s words, but a spark of determination lit up in her eyes, "Really?"


    "Let Yorick and Jaxon keep up the work! And you too!"


    To keep up the work of closing her studio, of moving into Wave Residence. But for Urs, it was likely she''d never see that ce in her lifetime.


    Ste stood up, looking down at the frail Urs in the hospital bed, "Got any more drama for me? If not, I''m leaving!" "You..."


    Ste''s mention of "drama” once again struck a nerve, and Urs stared at Ste, her chest heaving. She intended to say more, but her struggling for breath made it difficult to address further.


    Ste watched as Urs''s trembling hand pointed at her, "What''s this drama?"


    Urs could only think, "Slut!"


    The difort was unbearable.


    Seeing Urs''s unfamiliar tactics, Ste decided not to engage and turned to leave, "Since there''s no more drama, I''m out."


    Ronald was waiting for her toe home for dinner, and she didn''t want to bete.


    But as she opened the door, a sound from behind made her turn back.


    Urs had coughed up a significant amount of blood, staining the sheets in a shocking disy. Ste''s heart jolted!


    Maybe it was because Urs had


    cried wolf too many times in here


    presence, but Ste initially thought this was yet another act


    this


    act seemed too damn cruel.


    Before she could discern between


    truth and performance, she''d got et


    thrust away by Yorick, who, swift as the wind, had already reached ''s side.


    "Urs, Urs," paned his voice.


    Immediately after, Cloudia rushed into the room, her scream piercing the air upon seeing the bloodied Urs.


    "Ah! Urs, Urs, what happened? What did you do to her? Did you poison her?"