Heiress Unmasked: Shaking the World With Geomancy novel Chapter 1920

"No way."

Before Louise could speak, an elder sternly cut in. "Five years is far too long. The most we can allow is one year."

Before Shannon could respond, Thalia had taken off her shoe and hurled it at the elder who'd spoken. "One year! Why don't you do it yourself and show me!

"I won't even ask for ten tails. Just take your eight tails and grow a ninth within a year. I'd like to see you try!

"And don't you dare tell me it's impossible! If you can't do it, you're nothing but trash!"

The elder wasn't going to be hit by a shoe. With a wave of his hand, he sent it flying away.

But while the attack did no damage, the insult landed perfectly.

"Thalia, how dare you!" The elder was livid. If it hadn't been for Louise's previous warning, he might've attacked Thalia on the spot.

"You have the audacity to spout such shameless words, but you can't handle being called out for it? All you do is exploit the younger generation! How dare you propose one year with such a straight face! You pathetic leech!"

Perhaps emboldened by newfound confidence, Thalia now had zero hesitation as she launched into her rant.

She'd been firm in opposing Shannon's decision, but after hearing the latter's five-year condition, she and Hector finally understood what Shannon was aiming for—she was trying to buy herself time.

Since they couldn't change Shannon's decision, they should at least help her fight for it.

The elder was so enraged by Thalia's insults that his face flushed red. With a sharp turn, he snapped at Louise, "Aren't you going to do something about her?'

Louise glanced at Thalia indifferently. After a long silence, she murmured, "One year does seem… unreasonably demanding."

Ignoring the elder's protests, she turned to Shannon and asked, "Three years. What do you say?"

Shannon remained unmoved. "Five."

"No way." Benjamin and Hector spoke in unison.

Though a beat late, Thalia immediately followed up. "Not a chance. You think you can imprison my daughter just like that? You've lived for over a thousand years, and how dare you have the nerve to pick on a child!"

One of the elders flushed with anger but forced himself to hold back. Instead, he let out a cold chuckle. "You all are currently within the Wynthorpe clan's territory. Whether you leave or not is up to us."

It seemed they'd finally decided to throw all their facade aside.

Shannon frowned and wondered if this was still going to turn into an all-out confrontation. But before any of them could make a move, a voice came from the door.

"Whether they can leave or not is not for the elders to decide."

Shannon and the others turned to see Marilyn stepping into the room. Unlike the rest of the Wynthorpes, who hid their fox tails out of habit, she was always seen with seven tails swaying behind her.