Lady Arabella's face contorted with rage at Mila's words, and her cheeks flushed crimson with indignation.
It was evident that her attempts to maintain control were slipping further with each passing moment.
"How dare you impugn the integrity of our relationship!" Lady Arabella seethed, her voice trembling with fury.
"You know nothing of Isaac's true feelings or the depth of our connection. You are nothing but a meddlesome interloper, seeking to sow discord where none exists!"
Her words dripped with venom, each syllable laced with a palpable disdain for Mila's presence and perceived interference.
But Mila remained unruffled by Lady Arabella's tirade, her expression impassive as she met her opponent's wrath head-on.
As Lady Arabella's tirade reached its peak, Mila's resolve began to waver under the weight of her amusement.
