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1,870,933	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1870947}'	No	2024-06-08 03:24	active	964	819986682993593	🔞🔞Click to read the full novel👉👉	On her nineteenth birthday, Gina was brought back home by her biological parents. But little did she know, they only brought her back to be a free blood donor for their adopted daughter!<br /> Upon learning the truth, Gina left that family. As she departed, her identities as a top designer, doctor, and tycoon were revealed one by one. Her family could only plead for her return, but she replied, "Sorry, I'm not interested in going back to being a blood bank."<br /> ***<br /> Chapter 1 You Are A Curse<br /> "We've already taken 600cc. Drawing another 400cc could be deadly," the doctor warned urgently.<br /> "She is the reason Olivia is in this mess. If it costs her life, then so be it!" came a harsh reply.<br /> In a daze, Gina Miller caught this exchange between her mother, Ella Miller, and the doctor. It felt like her heart was being ripped apart.<br /> Gina had rescued her six brothers from a blaze, nearly losing her life. The heavens spared her, yet Ella seemed ready to act as the executioner, all for her adopted sister, Olivia Miller, who shared her rare blood type but not her bloodline.<br /> As Gina awoke with a splitting headache, feeling the prick of a needle on the back of her hand, she withdrew quickly. Pale and with a chill in her eyes, she sat up, demanding, "Don't touch me."<br /> Ella's fury ignited upon seeing Gina's defiance. She slapped her hard, yelling, "You selfish brat! Olivia rushed back worried about you after hearing about the fire, got into that accident, and now she's losing too much blood. All your fault, so yes, it's only fair we use your blood to save her."<br /> 'Olivia worried? Bullsh1t. She probably couldn't wait to dance on my grave,' Gina thought bitterly.<br /> "You curse! Ever since you came back, disaster follows. The fire, Olivia's accident, Phillip's stroke. Are you trying to wipe us all out? Why couldn't it have been you? Why don't you just drop dead?" Ella raged, hand raised for another hit.<br /> Gina had thought she had grown immune to the family's bias and venom, but in that moment, it felt like her heart was in a vice, being crushed.<br /> James Miller, Gina's eldest brother, held back Ella, thinking, 'Gina still needs to donate blood for Olivia. Can't have her damaged now. Once she is done, killing her wouldn't even matter.'<br /> He glared at Gina, accusing, "Always so damn jealous, picking on Olivia, who has never once held it against you. Got no heart? It's just a bit of blood."<br /> Taking 600cc was already pushing it, and now they wanted another 400cc. 'They're asking for a bit of blood? No, they're asking for my life,' Gina thought with a bitter laugh.<br /> Gina's second brother, Noah Miller, tried coaxing her. "Gina, the hospital is out of blood, and getting more would take too long. Olivia can't wait. Give your blood, and the Director of Design position at Miller Jewels is yours."<br /> Miller Jewels was in a slump until Gina offered her designs to save the family business.<br /> However, Noah, the CEO, gave her designs to Olivia, following a little coaxing, and credited Olivia with the success. The line was a hit, but the credit went to Olivia, the thief.<br /> When Gina sought justice, the family rallied behind Olivia, the wrongdoer. They said it was just "inspiration" and "coincidental similarities."<br /> Gina reflected, her tone icy as she responded, "Sorry, I'm not interested."<br /> Noah's face twisted in anger as he barked, "Don't be an idiot! That position was for Olivia. We're handing it to you on a silver platter, and you're still ungrateful?"<br /> Gina let out a soft laugh, thinking, 'I never gave a damn about the position. I helped because I thought of you as family. But you've never seen me as your sister.'<br /> The slap from Ella knocked some sense into Gina, making her mind even clearer.<br /> 'The Miller family belongs to Olivia. I grew up in an orphanage. I never had a real family,' she mused bitterly.<br /> At that moment, Gina let go of any hope for affection from her so-called family. She closed her eyes in despair, and when she opened them again, all that remained was a cold resolve.<br /> Seeing Gina unfazed, her third brother, Liam Miller, lost his patience. "Olivia is on death's door. Quit the bullsh1t and tie her down! If 400cc ain't enough, we'll take 600cc."<br /> "What the hell are you waiting for? Do it!" Liam barked at the medical staff.<br /> Caught in a moral dilemma, the medical team hesitated. Their oath was to save lives, not risk them, yet defying the Miller family was out of the question.<br /> A nurse, voice trembling and on the verge of tears, begged Gina. "Miss Miller, please. Just cooperate with us."<br /> Pissed off, Liam decided to intervene. Gina, locking eyes with him, her gaze icy, spat out, "I told you, don't Fvking touch me!"<br /> Liam, momentarily thrown off by Gina's fierce look, recovered and growled, "I'll have to see about that."<br /> He lunged for her, but Gina was quicker, catching his wrist in a vice grip.<br /> A sharp snap echoed as Liam screamed, his knees buckling, landing him in a heap at Gina's feet.<br /> 'How the hell did she do that?' Liam was in disbelief, staring at his twisted wrist, thinking, 'She looks like she could be blown over by a breeze, yet she broke my hand so easily?'<br /> "Fvking hell, you hit me? I'll end you!" Liam howled, trying to retaliate. Gina responded with a swift kick to his chest, sending waves of agony through him, likely breaking ribs.<br /> Ella gasped, "Gina, are you out of your mind? Hitting your own brother?"<br /> Gina had shown restraint. This was her final act of mercy towards Liam.<br /> She shot Ella a cold glance, stating simply, "He had it coming."<br /> Without another word, Gina stepped over Liam, heading for the door.<br /> "Stop, just stop!" Ella screamed, her voice raw with desperation.<br /> Gina didn't even pause.<br /> The others in the room hesitated to intercept her, wary of ending up like Liam.<br /> "How can I have such a heartless b1tch for a sister? After a year of freeloading off the Miller family, basking in luxury, don't you owe us a damn thing?" James exploded in rage.<br /> Gina halted, turned, and gave the three men a look colder than ice. "I saved your asses from a fire. And this is how you repay me?"<br /> They were left speechless.<br /> With venom in her voice, Ella spat, "Walk out now, and don't ever think you can return to the Miller family. You ingrate!"<br /> Chapter 2 Coercion And Seduction<br /> Gina's lips, pale as death, curved into a cold smile. "Don't worry. I'm not crawling back."<br /> After wiping off the blood Ella had drawn from her lips in the restroom, Gina caught her ghostly pale reflection. Mocking herself, she thought, 'What a joke I've become, all for a worthless family bond.'<br /> Checking her pulse, Gina remembered the fire at the old mansion. After saving her six brothers, her body gave in to carbon monoxide poisoning. Plus, they had drained 600cc of her blood. Still, she was only a bit weak, nothing more serious.<br /> Opening her phone, she saw a message from Olivia before the car accident. [Ethan and I are getting engaged next weekend. You won't skip it, will you, Gina?]<br /> [The marriage that should have been yours had you not vanished. You're not mad I took your man, right?] Olivia's message reeked of smugness.<br /> To Olivia, Ethan Jackson was a gem. To Gina, he was trash.<br /> With a cold chuckle, Gina texted back. [Expect a lavish gift. Have a blast at your engagement.]<br /> Gina used to overlook Olivia's low blows because of their shared blood. But now, she was determined to make Olivia regret it all.<br /> Losing any interest in Olivia's reply, Gina blocked every Miller on her contacts. Then, she dialed a number she hadn't called in a year, her voice slightly hoarse. "Vegate Central Hospital, come get me."<br /> "Right away," came the reply.<br /> Meanwhile, Olivia sat unscathed on the hospital bed, sneering at Gina's reply. 'Thinks you can mess with me? As if you have the guts. You're probably bleeding out and close to death by now.'<br /> Olivia wasn't actually of the rare blood type. She had bribed a doctor to lie. The precious blood drawn from Gina was disposed of down the drain.<br /> When the doctors winked from the door, Olivia swiftly played the weakling, sprawling herself on the bed as Ella and company entered.<br /> Pretending to have just woken up, Olivia blinked at her two brothers and feigned distress. "Mom, how is Gina? She is okay, right?"<br /> Ella thought bitterly, 'Gina refuses to give blood and even assaults Liam. Yet, here is Olivia, barely awake, worrying about Gina. Talk about angels and demons.'<br /> Angrily, Ella snapped, "Forget her. From now on, Olivia, you're the only daughter in the Miller family. Consider that girl dead to us."<br /> Olivia had been waiting a whole year for those words. Thrilled yet cautious not to overdo her reaction, she curiously asked, "And Liam? Where is he?"<br /> James grumbled, "That damn Gina broke his ribs. He is off getting treatment."<br /> Olivia's eyes widened in disbelief. 'Liam, a ninth-dan black belt, champion at the International Boxing Competition, gets beaten by a frail Gina? Bullsh1t,' she thought.<br /> Collecting herself, Olivia asked, "So, Gina is gone?"<br /> Then she began to sob. "Gina hates me, and I get it. Everything I have is supposed to be hers. But where did I wrong my brothers? It's all my fault. I wish I never existed."<br /> Seeing Olivia shoulder all the blame, Ella felt her heart break. She hugged Olivia, soothing her. "Sweetheart, you've done nothing wrong. Luckily, the blood transfusion worked. You're gonna be fine."<br /> Olivia sniffled, playing the innocent card. "So, Gina just stormed off without saying sorry to Liam?"<br /> Her question hit a nerve with Ella. 'How the hell did we let that brat off so easily? Ever since Gina waltzed back into our lives, it's been disaster after disaster. She is the damn curse that's been plaguing our family. She owes an apology to Olivia and Liam."<br /> Ella dialed the housekeeper, Lucas Harris. "If Gina dares to show her face here, tie her up and chuck her in the basement until I can deal with her myself!"<br /> "Don't bother feeding her. Let her stew on what she has done," James chimed in coldly.<br /> "And Lucas, give her a good whipping, but don't kill her. No mercy needed; she is asking for it," Noah added with a vicious tone.<br /> "Got it," Lucas responded.<br /> An hour later, Lucas reported back. "Mrs. Miller, we can't find the young miss anywhere. She has not come back, and she is nowhere to be found."<br /> 'That little sh1t, she thinks she can just not come back to the Miller family? Impossible! Where would she even go, abandoning the life of luxury here?' Ella muttered disdainfully.<br /> "Just keep looking," Ella snapped.<br /> "Yes, Mrs. Miller," Lucas responded.<br /> "Yeah, let's see how she manages on her own. Pop is barely cold, and she's already eyeing the inheritance. Like hell, she's cutting ties with us." James scoffed.<br /> "As it gets darker, I wonder if Gina is safe out there. Did anyone take her in?" Olivia asked, feigning concern.<br /> Noah just snorted. "Olivia, drop it. She is not worth your worry. She tried to snatch Ethan right from under you. And here you are, still caring about her. What a fool!"<br /> "If Gina ends up dead out there, she had it coming," he added harshly.<br /> <br /> ---<br /> "Does it hurt?" Inside the Rolls Royce, Michael Clark looked at the bruises on Gina's hand and frowned deeply, gently applying ointment and blowing on it to ease the sting.<br /> Gina felt a tickle and withdrew her hand, busy on her laptop. "Nah, it's nothing. I'm not so fragile."<br /> The bruises on Gina's hand, likely from improperly drawn blood, were swollen. Far from receiving concern from her so-called family, all she got was guilt-tripped.<br /> 'If it were Olivia, even a tiny scratch would have them up in arms, right?' Gina scoffed internally, her gaze dripping with derision.<br /> Minutes later, staring at the gathered evidence, Gina smirked coldly. "Print these out for me, will you?"<br /> Michael glanced at the laptop screen, slightly put off, and nodded. "Sure thing."<br /> "Gina, time to head back to Oriata City. You have got a situation to take control of," Michael gently suggested.<br /> "Not yet. The trap isn't set," Gina replied, her eyes reflecting a chilly resolve as she stared out the window, deep in thought.<br /> That brutal massacre seemed tangled up with the Miller family.<br /> Chapter 3 A Desperate Showdown<br /> "Gina, your dorm at school has gone up in flames," Michael stated as they drove.<br /> Gina's eyes narrowed a bit. "Alright, I'll head back and check it out." Exiting the car, she made her way on foot.<br /> Her phone vibrated with a text from an unknown number. [Where the hell have you vanished to? Get your ass back to home, now!]<br /> Gina scoffed and blocked the number. 'Really? Changing numbers to harass me? What the Fvk are they thinking?' she thought.<br /> She had made up her mind to sever ties with the Miller family and wasn't about to let them pull her back in.<br /> When the Millers first found her, Gina was on a mountain, gathering medicinal herbs, covered in dirt and sweat.<br /> They mistook her for someone foraging for wild vegetables, their eyes laden with barely concealed disdain.<br /> They were momentarily surprised to hear Gina had aced her college entrance exam and secured a spot at Trowell University. However, they quickly diminished her achievement, thinking she was nothing more than a bookworm, lacking the grace and talents of Olivia, who had been shoehorned into Trowell's art program through connections and hefty sums.<br /> Gina rarely stayed with the Miller family. They rationalized it by saying living in the dorm was more convenient, saving her the trouble of commuting. Meanwhile, they bent over backward driving Olivia, a fellow Trowell student, around.<br /> But Gina seldom spent her time at school. To her, college was meaningless; she only needed an innocuous front. Yet, this became Olivia's ammunition to slander her, accusing Gina of being a dropout, always skipping class, and goofing off God knows where.<br /> Regardless of how much Gina tried to set the record straight, the Miller family wouldn't have a bar of it.<br /> Ella spared no venom in her ridicule. "Look at you. What could you possibly achieve? You might as well quit now."<br /> James once mocked her. "Grew up in the sticks, eh? First time laying eyes on a computer? Why aimlessly pick computer science?"<br /> Noah sneered. "Better think about dropping out before the school shows you the door. We can't afford that kind of shame."<br /> Even when Gina bagged a scholarship as the top student, paying her way through college, they couldn't muster a single word of praise.<br /> All the while, Olivia, who bumbled through piano lessons despite the fortunes spent, failing to grasp even the basics after a year, was showered with praise.<br /> Gina closed her eyes, chuckling at her folly. 'I should've seen through this bullsh1t a long time ago,' she thought.<br /> Just a short walk later, a BMW rolled to a slow stop beside Gina, the window sliding down to reveal James glaring from within.<br /> James cursed under his breath, 'Figures, she has headed back to school. Blocking her path here was spot on. She has even blocked all our numbers and ignored my texts. She is asking for it!'<br /> "Get in the car!" he demanded, voice dripping with menace. "Come home and kneel, apologize to the whole family."<br /> Gina gave him a look reserved for lunatics. "Are you dreaming?"<br /> James, momentarily thrown, snapped back, "What's this about dreaming? Are you ignoring me? Get back here now!"<br /> "Awake and still talking crap?" Gina fired back, unyielding.<br /> James was boiling with anger, thinking, 'Did she hit her head? Used to be as quiet as a mouse, barely uttering a word. And now look at her, she is sharp as a tack.'<br /> He stepped out of the car, blocking Gina's way.<br /> James sneered. "You think you can just disappear? One word to the principal from us, and you're out of Trowell University immediately. Think twice, Gina."<br /> 'Kick me out? As if you could,' Gina thought, her inner voice laced with scorn.<br /> "What makes you think you deserve an apology?" Gina asked, voice cold and lips curled into a smirk.<br /> "You ungrateful brat," James fumed. "Forging Dad's signature, creating a fake will. That alone deserves more than a mere punishment, and yet you dare to question me?"<br /> Gina couldn't help but laugh, retorting, "I only return home when you call. I don't even have the keys, let alone access to Dad's room. How could I have possibly used his seal on the will?"<br /> James faltered before insisting, "Who knows what you did to steal it."<br /> Gina smiled, resigned to the familiar outcome. 'Never mind, my brothers will never suspect their darling sister, Olivia,' she thought.<br /> Feeling no more words were necessary, Gina turned to leave.<br /> "Stop!" James shouted, determined to drag Gina back home today.<br /> He grabbed her arm, but Gina's icy gaze made him flinch, thinking of Liam still in the hospital. Reluctantly, James let go.<br /> Gina continued towards the school.<br /> A venomous look flashed in James's eyes as he climbed back into the car and ordered the driver. "Just hit her. Let's see her run then."<br /> The driver hesitated, appalled at James's thought of harming Gina.<br /> "What are you waiting for? Do it! I'll take the fall," James barked impatiently.<br /> Seeing the driver balk, James shoved him aside, took the wheel, and floored it, aiming straight for Gina's retreating figure.<br /> In a split-second save, a Rolls Royce shot out from the side, blocking the BMW.<br /> James hit the brakes hard, his face colliding with the steering wheel, nose bleeding instantly from the impact.<br /> "Damn it, who the hell?" he cursed loudly.<br /> As he got out, cursing, James noticed the Rolls Royce. It was a custom model limited to one per region, owned by only one person in the North City, Gabriel Jackson.<br /> He remembered Gabriel was a board member of Trowell University and uncle to Olivia's fiancé, Ethan – practically family.<br /> Yet, despite the long-standing engagement, they had never met Gabriel.<br /> The Rolls Royce driver yelled at James. "Can you even drive? Move it!"<br /> James, regaining his composure and wanting to retaliate, instinctively looked towards the back seat's still-open window, feeling a chill down his spine.<br /> Chapter 4 Are You Sick?<br /> Inside the car, Gabriel watched James through the rearview mirror, a chilling intent surfacing in his otherwise indifferent eyes. 'Was James really about to run Gina over?' he mused.<br /> His eyes narrowed dangerously as he coldly commanded his assistant, David Gray. "Find an opportunity to deal with James."<br /> "Got it," David replied.<br /> As the Rolls Royce pulled up at the entrance of Trowell University, the principal, Jack Barker, spotting the familiar license plate, quickly put on a flattering smile to greet him. "Mr. Jackson! What a surprise."<br /> Gabriel, expressionless, stepped out and cut straight to the chase. "What's the status of the dorm fire investigation?"<br /> Jack tensed, realizing the gravity of Gabriel's unexpected interest. He knew he had to get this right or risk his position.<br /> Mopping his brow, Jack nervously said, "Mr. Jackson, our fire safety checks are rigorous and up to date. It's likely a student brought in something flammable. We're looking into it."<br /> Gabriel, eyes downcast, suspected the fire targeting Gina's dorm was no accident. "Let's check out the scene," he suggested.<br /> "Oh, right, of course," Jack stammered, leading the way.<br /> Elsewhere, Gina stared at her dorm's charred remains, a pang of loss hitting her. All her belongings turned to ash while she was out cold in the hospital.<br /> "Gina!" A sharp female voice called out.<br /> Gina turned to see Lily Allen, one of her roommates and a flunky for Olivia. Given Lily's association with Olivia, she had always looked for ways to trouble Gina.<br /> Gina, uninterested in entertaining Olivia's lackey, attempted to leave, but Lily persisted.<br /> Confronting Gina, Lily accused, "Just like Olivia said, you're a curse. The fire started in our dorm. I nearly died because of you!"<br /> Gina scoffed, shaking her off. "I wasn't even there. How could you pin this on me? Are you brain-damaged from the smoke?"<br /> Lily persisted, "Who knows what those two dark bottles in your closet were? Probably something flammable!"<br /> "You broke into my locker?" Gina's eyes narrowed.<br /> Unashamed, Lily boasted, "And what if I did?"<br /> Gina retorted with icy disdain, "Thief."<br /> Lily's face flushed. "Who cares about the trash in your locker?"<br /> 'A medical bag, some dark pills, two mysterious bottles, and a few books... She acts like they're a treasure,' Lily thought scornfully.<br /> Gina, fed up, decided to call the cops.<br /> "What the hell are you doing?" Lily blurted out.<br /> "Catching a thief," Gina replied, her tone frosty.<br /> Lily, incensed, shot back, "You're the real thief! Bet you started the fire, you sicko, seeking revenge! Those dark bottles had to be gasoline, right?"<br /> Gina almost burst into laughter at the absurd accusation, mentally scoffing at Lily's ignorance. She found it pointless to explain.<br /> Desperate to stop Gina from calling the police, Lily tried to grab her phone but failed. Frustrated and embarrassed, she picked up a brick from the ground, ready to hurl it at Gina.<br /> "Mr. Jackson, please, watch your step," Jack said with a respectful tone, guiding the way. His expression soured when he spotted Gina and Lily in the aftermath. "What are you doing here? This area is dangerous, didn't you know?"<br /> Lily felt her heart skip a beat when the brick she was holding dropped to the ground. Turning around, the first person she noticed was Gabriel, standing coolly beside Jack.<br /> With an aura cold as ice and devastatingly handsome looks, Gabriel was a sight to behold.<br /> Lily's heart fluttered. 'Why is Mr. Jackson here? His last visit during the school anniversary caused quite a sensation.'<br /> Spotting her chance, Lily rushed to Jack, blurting out, "Mr. Baker, I need to report something! Gina's locker contained two cans of some unknown liquid, possibly flammable or explosive. I suspect she is behind the fire!"<br /> Jack, now concerned, called out, "Gina, stop right there!"<br /> As Gina turned, her gaze met Gabriel's. They had crossed paths before, but weren't well-acquainted. Yet, she felt an unusual warmth in his gaze. 'Am I imagining things?' she thought, brushing it off.<br /> "What's this I hear from Lily?" Jack demanded.<br /> Gina coolly responded, "They're just bottles of medicine, not explosives. While we're at it, could you also look into Lily's attempt to steal?"<br /> Gabriel's interest piqued, "You're sick?"<br /> Gina, puzzled by his sudden concern, replied, "No, I'm fine."<br /> "What the hell are you talking about? Who stole from you?" Lily was in denial.<br /> "And how did you know what was in my locker if you didn't break into it?" Gina shot back.<br /> Lily panicked. "How can you prove those weren't gasoline?"<br /> Gina retorted, "Prove your claim first. Show me evidence they're gasoline."<br /> Trying to defuse the situation, Jack intervened, "Enough! Both of you, to my office, now!"<br /> Gabriel, however, interjected, "Did you miss her trying to hurt someone?"<br /> Jack realized, recalling Lily's actions, that had they been late, Gina could have been seriously injured.<br /> "I was just joking!" Lily protested.<br /> "Joking? Since when is picking up a brick funny?" Gina's sarcasm was biting.<br /> Jack decided on the spot. "You're on probation, Lily. Leave before you cause more trouble."<br /> Gina watched Lily's tearful exit without a trace of satisfaction. After all, to Gina, Lily was merely one of Olivia's minions. 'Dealing with a minion hardly counts as a victory,' Gina mused.<br /> Trying to backtrack, Lily stammered, "I'm sorry, Gina. I was wrong to break into your locker and tamper with your stuff. I apologize. Let me make it up to you, I'll pay for the damages!"<br /> Chapter 5 Time To Cut Them Off<br /> Gina looked down on Lily, who was crying her eyes out. She knew well Lily's tears weren't about remorse but fear of punishment.<br /> With a cold laugh, Gina commanded, "Scram."<br /> 'Idiot,' Gina thought, unwilling to waste another second on her.<br /> Lily scrambled away, too flustered to even greet Jack as she made her exit.<br /> Gina glanced at Gabriel and said coolly, "Thanks. Goodbye."<br /> "Need a ride?" Gabriel's gaze was fixed solely on Gina as if she were the only one in the world.<br /> Gina felt uneasy under Gabriel's unexplained eagerness, thinking, 'Mr. Jackson, suddenly playing the good Samaritan? Doesn't quite fit.'<br /> "No, thanks," she replied.<br /> No sooner had Gina declined than Gabriel whipped out a business card, gently grabbing her hand and placing the card in her palm.<br /> "Call me for anything," Gabriel offered, his voice soft.<br /> Jack watched in disbelief, internally marveling. 'I can't even snag Mr. Jackson's direct line. Is he into her or something?'<br /> Despite her reluctance to owe anyone anything, Gina didn't want to snub Gabriel in front of others, so she accepted the card.<br /> Gabriel's gaze lingered on Gina's retreating figure until she vanished from sight.<br /> He felt a sense of relief that Gina appeared unharmed.<br /> <br /> ---<br /> It wasn't until later that Gina finally had a moment to check her phone, only to find it bombarded with annoying messages from the Millers, who had even gone as far as changing their numbers to harass her.<br /> 'This is getting ridiculous. Time to cut them off for good,' she thought.<br /> Her reply was curt. [Tonight. Scrumptuous Delights, room 0826.]<br /> Scrumptuous Delights was the restaurant that the Miller family had chosen for their so-called family reunion dinner, tailored to Olivia's preferences, right down to the excessive cilantro in every dish, despite Gina's disdain for it. Gina had barely touched her food that day, not that anyone cared.<br /> Meanwhile, back at the Miller mansion, James slapped his thigh. "The b1tch finally replies. She wants us at Scrumptuous Delights. Thinks a dinner can smooth things over?"<br /> Ella, with a look of disdain, said, "As if we will let her off that easily. She has been nothing but a jinx to us all."<br /> Recalling his near-miss with Gabriel and the subsequent tire fiasco, James thought, 'Just my luck, dealing with Gina only brings trouble.'<br /> Olivia, barely concealing her smugness, chimed in, "Mom, bro, let me handle Gina tonight."<br /> Ella, visibly worried, protested, "Honey, how can I let you face her alone? What if she lashes out? You've already suffered because of her once."<br /> Trying to appear noble, Olivia replied, "Don't worry, mom. Remember, the fortune teller said I'm blessed. I can handle her curse. Let me deal with this."<br /> Ella's heart ached, wishing more than ever Olivia was her own. 'Fate's cruel jokes.' She sighed.<br /> "No way, you're not up for dealing with that menace. She doesn't even spare Liam. Who knows what she's capable of? We're all going tonight, see what this brat is plotting!" Noah declared fiercely.<br /> Ella, protective as ever, reassured Olivia. "Don't worry, sweetheart. I won't let her humiliate you. We'll have her begging for your forgiveness."<br /> Trying to suppress her glee, Olivia coughed.<br /> Ella instantly tensed, asking, "What's wrong, dear? Are you feeling okay?"<br /> "I'm fine, mom. I'll go rest up in my room." Olivia feigned weakness, making her way out.<br /> "Sure, darling. Go rest," Ella said softly, watching Olivia go with tender eyes.<br /> Back in her room, Olivia got a call from Lily. "Olivia, you have to help me take down that b1tch Gina!"<br /> Olivia rolled her eyes, annoyed at Lily's stupidity for getting caught red-handed by a trustee during her attempt to sabotage Gina.<br /> Lily didn't drop any names, so Olivia just assumed it was some old guy like Jack.<br /> With a scoff, Olivia said, "Don't sweat the small stuff. I won't even have to lift a finger. Just do what I say."<br /> Lily was all ears, and after getting the plan, a smug grin took over her face. "Got it."<br /> After hanging up, Lily was at the roadside, cursing, "Gina, you b1tch, your ass is mine!"<br /> What she didn't know was a Rolls Royce parked nearby with Gabriel inside, catching every word of her rant.<br /> Gabriel's eyebrows knitted, a flash of malice in his eyes as he called Jack.<br /> Jack answered immediately, "Mr. Jackson? Is there something else?"<br /> "Drop Lily's probation. Expel her." Gabriel's voice was suddenly ice.<br /> Jack got the shivers, knowing well once Gabriel made up his mind, there was no changing it. "Alright," he said.<br /> After the call, Gabriel's look darkened, silently swearing, 'No one Fvks with Gina and gets away with it.'<br /> <br /> ---<br /> As night fell, the Miller family made their way to Scrumptuous Delights, and stormed into the private room, only to find it empty.<br /> Just as they were wondering if they had been played, Gina showed up. She was in high spirits, her light makeup accentuating her already stunning features.<br /> Olivia, noticing her family's attention was all on Gina, clenched her fists, quickly trying to pull them back. "Gina, vent all you want at me, just spare mom and brother. I don't need your sorry. Apologize to them, and let's just be one big happy family, okay?"<br /> Gina couldn't help but laugh at Olivia's dramatic act, responding sarcastically, "Really? A car crash just two days ago and here you are, acting all fine? Olivia, you're tougher than I thought."<br /> Then, with a taunt, she added, "Like a cockroach."<br /> Olivia was livid, thinking, 'This b1tch just called me a cockroach?'<br /> Chapter 6 The Agreement<br /> Ella's face contorted with fury as she snapped at Gina. "Shut your trap, or I'll shut it for you! Olivia getting better so quickly is just her luck!"<br /> "Our family would have been ruined without Olivia, our lucky star. It's your bad mojo that got the old house burned down!" James piled on.<br /> "We should have never let a disaster like you in." Noah stirred the pot further.<br /> "You've been living in luxury on our dime, and this is how you thank us?" They continued their tirade.<br /> Gina laughed coldly. "Would you even give me the time of day if it wasn't for that 20% share? Besides, you've got the shares, not me."<br /> Before passing away, Evelyn Miller, Gina's grandma willed that the lost Miller bloodline be found to inherit her 20% stake in the Miller Group. That share, meant for Gina, was quickly pocketed by the family, without so much as a peep.<br /> Ella, defensive, lashed out, "You really think you deserve the shares? Don't expect a single penny from us, you ungrateful wretch."<br /> Gina was unfazed, disinterested in anything the Miller family had.<br /> Tired of their nonsense, she threw an agreement on the table.<br /> James glanced at it and saw "Severance Agreement."<br /> 'Is she really cutting ties with us?' he wondered in disbelief.<br /> The Millers looked at each other, silently agreeing it was probably for the best.<br /> Olivia barely suppressed a smirk, conjuring up sad thoughts to hide her glee.<br /> "Seriously, Gina? You're the real Miller here. Hate me, not them. How can you make things right with Mom and the brothers? I hate seeing us like this. If it'll fix things, I'll do whatever it takes. After all, everything I have should've been yours." Olivia's voice broke as she spoke.<br /> Gina watched Olivia's act, barely holding back a laugh. "Willing to sacrifice anything, huh?"<br /> Olivia nodded vigorously.<br /> Gina smirked coldly. "Then die."<br /> If Olivia hadn't called her back to the Miller family with fake concern, Gina wouldn't have returned or encountered the fire. The timing of the fire, right after Olivia left, made her involvement undeniable.<br /> 'You want me dead, and I am not about to show mercy,' Gina thought inwardly.<br /> Pretending to be shocked, Olivia cried, "So you really do hate me."<br /> "Yeah, so why are you still standing? Go ahead, die!" Gina's laugh was cold.<br /> Tears streaming, Olivia grabbed a wine glass, smashed it, and picked up a shard to slash her wrist. "If my death brings you back to the family, I'll do it." She tightened her grip, blood seeping out.<br /> The brothers and Ella were dumbfounded by Olivia's theatrics, which made Gina seem even more intimidating.<br /> Sure, Olivia wouldn't do it. Gina stepped forward, grabbed her hand, and pressed the shard to her neck. "Cut here, and it'll be quick."<br /> Olivia was petrified, not expecting Gina to go through with it. Blood trickled down her neck.<br /> Ella, regaining her senses, screamed, "You're insane!" Grabbing a bottle, she prepared to strike Gina.<br /> James and Noah grabbed chairs, ready to jump in.<br /> "Touch Olivia and you're dead!" James roared.<br /> "Step closer, and I slit her throat. Wanna see who is faster?" Gina challenged, her voice ice-cold.<br /> "Piece of sh1t!" Ella cursed, rage boiling but not daring to move.<br /> Gina pressed the shard a bit deeper, making Olivia's knees buckle. She knelt, and Gina finally let go.<br /> In a whirlwind of panic, Ella darted forward, pulling Olivia into a protective hug, while James and Noah quickly positioned themselves as Olivia's shield.<br /> "Olivia, honey, are you alright?" Ella's voice was laden with worry.<br /> Olivia, clutching her neck, felt a sharp sting. She revealed a bloodied hand, looking pitifully wronged but internally ranting, 'Is this b1tch crazy? Or did she suddenly get bold because she's got a big shot backing her?'<br /> Tears welling up, Olivia turned to Ella with a look of utter distress. "Mom, I'm fine. As long as Gina calms down, that's all that matters."<br /> Ella, visibly infuriated, hissed. 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1,870,946	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1870955}'	Yes	2024-06-08 03:24	active	964	1126093341982696	🔞🔞Click to read the full novel👉👉	At sixteen, Jenna Dawson's life crumbled when the rightful Dawson heiress came back, and she took everything belonging to Jenna away, and framed Jenna for a crime, resulting in a four-year stint behind bars. Four years later, Jenna was reborn from the ashes, emerging to dazzle the world despite being smeared by the media.<br /> *<br /> <br /> Chapter 1 Released From Prison<br /> "Jenna, Cecily is our real daughter, and she's suffered in your stead for sixteen years. Be a darling and give your fiancé to Cecily, okay?"<br /> <br /> "Listen, Jenna, you might not carry our blood, but if you take the fall for Skyler this time, we will take care of you."<br /> <br /> "Jenna, it's on me, and I'm really sorry. Four years later, I promise you a grand wedding."<br /> <br /> As Jenna Dawson hesitated, the case took a sudden turn—every shred of evidence now pinned her to the crime. She was hit with a four-year sentence and locked up in juvenile hall, where, however, she was secretly selected and taken away, never to return.<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> Four years slid away.<br /> <br /> Three black helicopters swooped into view over the prison, thudding down onto the field. Out stepped eight men dressed in black, all giving off a serious vibe, lining up in two neat rows.<br /> <br /> The warden was frightened. 'Who could be big-time enough to roll up in choppers like this? Word from the top asked me to let a prisoner go, no questions asked,' he thought.<br /> <br /> The helicopter doors swung wide, and out strutted Jenna Dawson, tall and sleek, decked out in a black coat and pants. Her dark shades veiled her face, but one could tell she had that fierce, untamed look about her—a real head-turner.<br /> <br /> She headed straight for the changing room and grabbed an old, beat-up handbag, which was filled with the items she'd brought when she was incarcerated four years ago, including a dress that seemed a bit short now. But upon trying it on, she found it quite fitting—time behind bars hadn't added any pounds.<br /> <br /> "Boss, you're not seriously gonna leave in that old thing, right? We've got an exclusive galaxy dress for you—literally one of a kind on the planet," one guy offered.<br /> <br /> "Boss, there is a line-up of limited-edition luxury cars waiting for your pick. Whichever catches your fancy, just drive it away," another piped up.<br /> <br /> Jenna's expression was unfazed. "No need, this will do."<br /> <br /> "Boss, do you need us to come and help you deal with those jerks?" The burly men looked eager to jump into action. They'd never known their mysterious and powerful boss, so cool and ruthless, could have once been framed and thrown into prison by scoundrels. She had seemed so fragile back then. This was too interesting to miss out on; they were itching to join the fray, if only to have wild tales to share in the underworld.<br /> <br /> "Want to watch a show?" Jenna smirked. Her brows raised slightly, her eyes sweeping over them, sending the tough guys hastily shaking their heads, even taking several steps back—they didn't dare at all.<br /> <br /> "Tsk." With a single hand carrying her bag, Jenna walked away from the prison.<br /> <br /> The sun blazed down outside the prison, cicadas droning lazily from the trees. The iron gate behind her shut with a slow, final creak. Along the curb, a lineup of limited-edition sports cars gleamed—each more eye-catching than the last, just her style. She pondered, 'Should I now head to the Dawson residence or drop in on my biological parents?'<br /> <br /> Suddenly, a screech of brakes sounded, and a BMW pulled up in front of her. A middle-aged woman stepped out and said with an arrogant tone, "You're Jenna Dawson, right? Mrs. Dawson sent me to pick you up. She heard you were getting out today."<br /> <br /> Jenna turned, her gaze serene and undisturbed.<br /> <br /> The woman, Lora Gardner, inhaled sharply—four years had passed, and Jenna had become even more beautiful. Despite the worn dress she donned, Jenna's slim waist and long legs were effortlessly captivating. Any man would be hard-pressed not to take a second look.<br /> <br /> "Ditch that tattered bag, Jenna. Don't mess up the BMW. You couldn't cover the cost, even if you auctioned yourself off," Lora sniped, her mind ticking over, 'So what if she's easy on the eyes? She's still slum-scrap, fit for nothing more than a toy.'<br /> <br /> Jenna's lips curled into a smirk, her gaze drifting across the street where a lineup of supercars stood parked.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, stop daydreaming, will you?" Lora barked, her voice dripping with disdain. "What's a jailbird with no education or background like you going to do with fancy cars like those? Bah! And look at yourself now; You could give yourself away and nobody would bite."<br /> <br /> Hardly had Lora finished her rant when the convoy of luxury sports cars started to move. Leading the pack, a middle-aged man in a black tailcoat and white gloves stepped out and walked over.<br /> <br /> Lora quickly switched to her sweetest tone. "Here to pick someone up? Bet those cars set you back a ton." She couldn't help wondering, 'Man, who's the big shot getting out of the clink? If only one of those sweet rides was mine.'<br /> <br /> Jeremy Garcia, the guy in the suit, stood next to Jenna with all the respect of a seasoned butler and said, "After you, Miss."<br /> <br /> Without even a glance back, Jenna chose one of the cars that caught her fancy and got in, shutting out the envious glare from Lora.<br /> <br /> Once he was behind the wheel, Jeremy said with utmost respect, "Queen D, all the folks at the D Alliance can't wait to see you. We've booked the grandest hotel in the city for your big homecoming bash."<br /> <br /> They were all people Jenna had saved from the underworld. Without her, none of them would even exist.<br /> <br /> Propping her chin up, Jenna half-opened an eye and said, "Also, get the scoop on the Dawson and Johnson families." Her long fingers tapped the folder she'd brought—old evidence that might just shake things up. 'Time to even out some old beefs,' she mused silently.<br /> <br /> The fleet of cars sped off, leaving quite the impression.<br /> <br /> Lora stood there, slack-jawed. 'What the heck? How'd Jenna land a ride like that? No way! She meeting big shots? Yeah, right. Something's fishy. Mrs. Dawson's gotta hear about this right away. Jenna's gotta have a sugar daddy behind bars; there's no other explanation for that kind of luxury!'<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> At the Yorkrity Hotel, Lucy Dawson felt her world tip when Lora's call came through. It turned out her Jenna had been picked up by some high-rollers. How on earth was Lucy supposed to cash in on Jenna's marriage now? There had been a deal in place, all teed up, with a hefty payout hanging on Jenna's release day meet-and-greet. Lucy couldn't believe it. Their golden goose had just up and flown the coop.<br /> <br /> "What's wrong, Mom? You don't look so good," Cecily Dawson remarked, dressed in designer brands, prideful as a princess. Today was her day, the center of attention, soon to be Skyler Johnson's fiancée—everyone was envious.<br /> <br /> "Lora just called; she missed picking her up. It seems like Jenna met some rich folks in jail, and they took her away," Lucy replied.<br /> <br /> Samuel and Fiona Johnson shared a quick look before Fiona scoffed, "So she's rubbing shoulders with a few street toughs? What's the big deal? Here in Yorkrity, we Johnsons fear no one." After all, they were the leading family in town.<br /> <br /> Cecily held onto Fiona's arm, her smile wide with triumph. 'So what if Jenna's out of the slammer? The Dawson family and Skyler both belong to me. I'm the real deal, the legit heiress.'<br /> <br /> "Ma'am, she's here." Lora hurried over, out of breath. Lucy frowned. "Who's here?"<br /> <br /> "It's Jenna," Lora panted. "I know the ritzy car that picked her up clearly. It's definitely her, no doubt about it."<br /> <br /> The two families exchanged glances, their thoughts unreadable. Four years ago, Jenna had been the scapegoat that united them on one front.<br /> <br /> Outside the Yorkrity Hotel, a row of luxury sports cars lined the curb. Jenna stepped out, standing tall despite her worn-out dress and old handbag. Still, nobody dared to underestimate her, especially not with a crew of tough-looking guys trailing behind her.<br /> <br /> "Isn't that Jenna Dawson, the so-called fake heiress from four years ago?" someone murmured. "She got out?"<br /> <br /> "After the Dawson family acknowledged their real daughter, this one just vanished. I thought she'd gone back to the slums. Turns out she was doing time."<br /> <br /> "I heard she couldn't deal with losing her status, got into an accident, and ended up in jail. And now she has the gall to show up at this party? Does she still think she can pass as the Dawson heiress?"<br /> <br /> "Rumor has it Jenna got cozy with some rich folks in jail. How else could she afford such a ride?"<br /> <br /> The women watched with a mix of sneers and envy, while the men couldn't hide their awe. 'Four years locked up, and she's still drop-dead gorgeous?'<br /> <br /> Right then, a sleek black Bentley eased in, its window gliding down to show a man casually propped up by the sill, a cigarette dangling from his fingers. His gaze landed on Jenna—or more precisely, on her striking legs showcased beneath an old, flowery skirt that she wore with unexpected grace.<br /> <br /> "Randal, looks like Jenna's making quite the entrance fresh out of jail," Thomas Sanchez said, glancing at his friend, Randal Jefferson, who was perched lazily beside him, a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers. Randal had that kind of lazy, laid-back posture that only the truly loaded can afford, with an air of aristocracy that was hard to ignore.<br /> <br /> Just a few days ago, Randal had returned from the underworld, claiming he was looking for someone. Then, without another word, he headed straight to Yorkrity. Thomas couldn't help thinking, 'Could he be here for Jenna? That doesn't add up!'<br /> <br /> Chapter 2 Time To Pay Back<br /> Randal casually flicked his cigarette, shifting his gaze away without uttering a single word.<br /> <br /> "What's the deal, Randal? Why are you even here in Yorkrity?" Thomas asked, puzzled. Randal had been roaming around town for the past few days and even turned up at the Dawson family's party today. Thomas thought, 'He isn't really interested in this soap opera-like drama, is he? Anyway, Jenna couldn't be the one he's hunting for. She had been locked up for four years with virtually no contact with the outside world.'<br /> <br /> "I'm looking for someone," answered Randal faintly.<br /> <br /> "Yeah, but who are we talking about here? You must have a clue. Male? Female?"<br /> <br /> "Do you think I'd be here if I knew?" Randal retorted with a hint of sarcasm. Catching a few admiring looks, he snuffed out his cigarette and rolled up the car window.<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> Just as she walked into the party hall, Jenna captured the room's attention, despite her poor dressing. She was drop-dead gorgeous, the kind that made one do a double-take and forget to look away.<br /> <br /> Cecily was full of pride, eagerly awaiting Jenna's arrival, itching for the chance to rub Jenna's misfortune in her face. She was convinced that four tough years in the clink would have taken a hefty toll on Jenna's looks, leaving her ragged and ugly. Meanwhile, Cecily saw herself as Yorkrity's new darling, a sought-after heiress with the city's catch, Skyler Johnson, as her soon-to-be husband, while Jenna had nothing.<br /> <br /> But when Jenna walked in, Cecily's expectations crumbled. Jenna was stunning—tall, with skin so flawless it looked like the slightest touch could mar it. Her exquisite beauty shocked and scared Cecily, who quickly glanced at Skyler, only to see his eyes fixated on Jenna. Cecily's mood darkened instantly. 'Why didn't Jenna just drop dead in that prison?' she thought bitterly.<br /> <br /> Skyler's face also revealed a flash of awe. He hadn't expected Jenna to become even more beautiful than she was four years ago.<br /> <br /> Lucy, snapped back to reality first, hastening to say, "Lora, get her upstairs, now! What's she doing showing up in those rags?" She too was shocked at how ethereal Jenna looked, and that was bad news for them.<br /> <br /> Jenna's expression was unreadable as she cast a cold, piercing glance at the approaching servant, who froze in fear at the intensity of her gaze. She then turned her eyes to the gathered members of both the Dawson and Johnson families. "Long time no see," she said, her tone laced with an edgy arrogance that signaled she wasn't here to play nice.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, you're out today, huh? I've missed you, dear. Even though you're not my flesh and blood, we have always kept a place for you," Lucy hurried to say, eager to defuse the tension.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, you've just gotten out, why don't you go upstairs and change into something nice?" Lucy suggested, hoping to whisk Jenna away. Jenna was too eye-catching, and Lucy wouldn't allow her to overshadow her daughter, Cecily. If Jenna weren't still somehow useful to keep around, Lucy would have had her chased off long ago. Seeing Jenna was a constant reminder to her how much her own daughter had suffered. In Lucy's eyes, the poor should stay with the poor; Jenna had no business enjoying luxury at the Dawson residence.<br /> <br /> "How about the truth of why I went to prison four years ago? To take the fall for your daughter and Skyler?" Jenna's words dropped like a stone, rippling the calm of the crowd. Everyone looked on curiously. 'Took the fall?'<br /> <br /> Lucy's face paled, and she reached to grab Jenna's arm. "What are you blabbering about? I know you can't accept the change in your status, but Cecily is my true daughter, the rightful Dawson heiress, and that's that."<br /> <br /> "For goodness' sake, Jenna, you were raised by Mom for sixteen years. She was kind to you, despite the wrongs your mother did. She even let you continue as the lady of the house. How can you be so ungrateful?" Cecily put on her most pitiable look, making anyone want to believe her. After all, Jenna was the so-called fake heiress.<br /> <br /> Jenna's eyes, cool and detached, looked as if they could see right through them. She pulled out a document from her bag. "Here's the evidence from back then," she said, not bothering with any more chitchat.<br /> <br /> Even Skyler turned pale. 'If Jenna really has evidence, could it be my undoing?'<br /> <br /> Cecily was even more panicked. 'Is there really still evidence?'<br /> <br /> Fiona stepped forward. "Jenna, I understand you're holding onto some resentments. Out of the affections you and Skyler once shared, I'll compensate you. I'll find you a promising young man right here in Yorkrity, how about that?"<br /> <br /> "Jenna, I promise you're always the Dawson heiress. Can't we just stop this fuss?" Cecily's voice was full of pretended generosity.<br /> <br /> 'The Dawson heiress, huh?' Jenna held her chin high, her eyes barely concealing the disdain. "So, you think I actually care about that?"<br /> <br /> "Don't bite the hand that feeds you, Jenna. With your background, dreaming of marrying well is like a fantasy," said Lucy, suddenly stepping close, her voice a harsh whisper intended only for Jenna. "The Dawson family made you who you are. Without us, you'd be nothing but a kept woman." In Lucy's eyes, Jenna should be forever grateful; after all, without them, she would never even brush shoulders with high society.<br /> <br /> Jenna's lips curled into a smirk full of contempt. She casually leaned back on the couch, a transformation in her demeanor as she tossed a folder onto the table. "The ungrateful ones are you," she snapped. "Get out. I don't want to see you again."<br /> <br /> "Why not just call the cops?" a deep, cool male voice suggested. Jenna followed the sound and saw Randal lounging with an air of authority—white shirt, and black trousers, features sharp and attention-grabbing in the best way.<br /> <br /> Skyler felt a surge of panic. "Call the cops for what? And who the hell are you?" The last thing he needed was police involvement.<br /> <br /> Leaning back, Randal propped an arm on the sofa back, lips curved in amusement. "I'm a good Samaritan."<br /> <br /> A ripple of laughter spread through the crowd.<br /> <br /> Skyler scowled. "I don't remember inviting you. Leave. Now."<br /> <br /> "Feeling guilty? I always step in when I see injustice," Randal continued in his calm tone, laying out the facts before them. "If you had any shame, you'd turn yourselves in. Might even get a lighter sentence."<br /> <br /> Thomas' eyes nearly popped out. 'Is the sun rising from the west today? Randal is playing the hero? That's a sight to see.'<br /> <br /> "Quite the duet you two are singing. So, Jenna, is he your money man? Birds of a feather, both jailbirds, I suppose," accused Fiona, trembling with rage. "Someone, kick these two out!" It didn't matter whether Jenna's evidence was real or fake; they would never admit to anything, much less verify the evidence in front of an audience.<br /> <br /> "The ones who need to leave are you guys," Jenna declared, staying put on the couch.<br /> <br /> Fiona scoffed, "Jenna, you think you own the place? Today, we've reserved the Yorkrity Hotel. You and your jailbird boyfriend should just scram." Thugs would always be thugs, never fitted for high society."<br /> <br /> Randal raised an eyebrow in amusement. "It's just a hotel. What's so hard about that?"<br /> <br /> "Exactly," Jenna added, her eyes gleaming with mockery. "Even if the big boss himself drops by, you lot still have to get out!"<br /> <br /> "You've got quite the mouth on you, Jenna. You think you own the hotel?" retorted one guest.<br /> <br /> "Yeah, trying to act all high and might like one of us. Do you even understand what a private event means?" sneered another.<br /> <br /> Just then, the hotel proprietor rushed in, all flustered. He stood respectfully in front of Jenna. "Can I clear the venue for you immediately?"<br /> <br /> The Dawson and the Johnson families stood there, absolutely stunned. 'What's going on? We must have misheard.'<br /> <br /> Skyler quickly insisted, "Today is our private event."<br /> <br /> "I apologize, but the reservation is canceled." the hotel proprietor remained unfazed. "Please vacate the premises within ten minutes."<br /> <br /> Cecily's eyes flashed with defiance. 'Why should we leave? I'm not going anywhere.'<br /> <br /> Chapter 3 Welcome Back<br /> "Why do we have to leave? If anyone should take a hike, it's Jenna and that guy. Get your facts straight—we, the Johnsons, paid for this, and you need to hold up your end of the deal, got it?" Fiona spat, her face shadowed with anger. If they were shown the door today, how could they ever show their faces in Yorkrity again? It'd be mortifying. For her, Randal was just a gangster, and the Johnsons were the top name in Yorkrity.<br /> <br /> "You'll get your money back, just like the contract says. But for now, you need to clear out, or it's not gonna be pretty," the hotel owner warned, gesturing slightly. Security guards appeared, ready to escort the unwelcome guests out.<br /> <br /> Fiona's face turned ghostly, and her finger trembled violently as she pointed at Jenna. "Y-You're just trying to get even with us, huh? Tell me, how much money do you want?" Today was supposed to be the Johnson family's big day. If they were kicked to the curb now, they'd be too embarrassed ever to step outside again.<br /> <br /> "Would 70 thousand dollars cover it? Or 200 thousand dollars? Don't be greedy, Jenna. Even with that guy, you probably won't see this kind of money," Fiona said derisively.<br /> <br /> Jenna laughed, utterly amused. These people really hadn't changed—arrogant and condescending to the core.<br /> <br /> Skyler frowned and walked over. "Jenna, I know you hate us. But can you please not make a scene?"<br /> <br /> 'Make a scene?' Jenna snapped back with a slap across his face. "Can't hear, do you?" She then glanced at the security guards. "Kick them out, and if someone gets hurt, it's my tab."<br /> <br /> Randal witnessed the whole thing and couldn't help but crack a smile. He admired silently, "Nice move."<br /> <br /> Skyler took a hard fall, his vision swimming as he looked at Jenna with utter disbelief. 'She actually hit me! How did a woman who'd done time get that kind of nerve?'<br /> <br /> Fiona screamed and lunged at Jenna, only to be sent flying with a swift kick. The scene erupted into mayhem. The ones who tried to fight back ended up getting a dose of their own medicine. By the time they were shoved out the door, they were still trying to make sense of it all—how had they been discarded like this?<br /> <br /> Cecily steadied Skyler on his feet and threw a last glance at the hotel, her mind spinning. Today was supposed to be the day they put Jenna in her place, but because of Jenna's sugar daddy, it all went south. Their scheme had not only fizzled out, but the Johnsons themselves were booted out like unwanted pests. Murmurs of discontent and snide remarks circled among the bystanders.<br /> <br /> Fiona was fuming. "I swear, I'll make that brat Jenna pay. I'll make sure she can't find a foothold in Yorkrity!"<br /> <br /> Just then, a police car pulled up, and two officers got out. "We're looking for Cecily Dawson and Skyler Johnson. We've got a case that requires your cooperation back at the station."<br /> <br /> Cecily's face went ashen—she had a bad feeling about this. 'Could Jenna actually have something on me? Oh no. I don't want to go to jail.'<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> Inside the hotel, the atmosphere was hushed.<br /> <br /> Jenna turned her head, looking at the man who had just spoken up to help her. "Thanks for that."<br /> <br /> "No biggie. I'm always glad to be helpful," Randal replied with a carefree shrug.<br /> <br /> Thomas rolled his eyes at the ceiling. 'Men and their lies. I'd bet a dollar that helpful isn't a word one can find in Randal's dictionary. Well, he's so weird today,' Thomas thought to himself.<br /> <br /> Randal sat up straight, leaning forward to look at her. "I want to ask you a question."<br /> <br /> "Go ahead," Jenna replied with ease.<br /> <br /> "Did you go to Beloris two years ago?"<br /> <br /> Jenna smiled wryly, "Everybody knows I did a four-year stint in the clink. How could I have gotten out, let alone make it to Beloris?"<br /> <br /> Randal watched her quietly, as if weighing the truth of her words.<br /> <br /> Thomas butted in, "So, you were stuck inside all this time, yet you managed to make quite the splash getting out today."<br /> <br /> "A lady I met inside got out before me. She specially came to show some support today. She even hooked me up with this hotel," Jenna explained smoothly.<br /> <br /> Randal nodded and then stood up. "My apologies for the intrusion."<br /> <br /> As Jenna watched him leave, she let out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her palms. 'Damn, that was too close. I actually did sneak back here two years ago. Had a job in the capital and kept a low profile, so I didn't even get a chance to sort out the Dawsons or the Johnsons. Only my old boss and I know about it. Man, I almost gave myself away just now.'<br /> <br /> Jenna paused to think, then turned to Jeremy. "Have someone follow them and check out their identities." She needed to feel secure to enjoy her retirement. With a laundry list of enemies, maintaining her anonymity was non-negotiable.<br /> <br /> Noticing the evidence left on the table, Jenna inquired, "Did you guys set up this welcome-back party at this hotel on purpose?"<br /> <br /> "They just got unlucky," Jeremy replied calmly. 'The Johnsons just happened to cross paths with our boss' homecoming. Of course, they had to make room. Plus, it gave boss a chance to blow off a little steam.'<br /> <br /> Jenna nodded, smiling with satisfaction. "Well done." True to form, her crew matched her style perfectly.<br /> <br /> After the place was cleared out, several figures emerged from a secret passage. Standing in front of the couch, they greeted her with respect, saying in unison, "Welcome back, Queen D."<br /> <br /> Jenna lifted her hand slightly, a smile playing across her thin lips, her eyes wild and proud as she thought, 'Well, this is my kingdom.'<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> The place was hopping, but Jenna perched quietly by herself in a corner, not saying much. Eventually, someone came over and asked, "Boss, got any plans now that you're back?"<br /> <br /> "I've hung up my hat; I just want to kick back with the quiet life." Jenna wanted a break. Four years in the underground world felt like an entire lifetime.<br /> <br /> "Boss, we're rollin' in it now. Taking care of you in retirement ain't gonna be a problem," the man said.<br /> <br /> "No need, thanks. Lay low for a while and don't cause any trouble," Jenna cautioned. She couldn't pin down why Randal had shown up, but her instincts told her to keep a low profile. Being too loud in the underworld had won her a fair share of enemies.<br /> <br /> While chatting, Jenna noticed her old-school flip phone ringing. She flipped it open nonchalantly. "Yeah, who's this?"<br /> <br /> "Hi, Jenna? I-It's your mom. We meant to pick you up from prison today, but got held up and missed you. Where are you staying now? Do you need any money?" Zelda Nash said cautiously.<br /> <br /> Jenna paused before answering, "I'm at the Yorkrity Hotel."<br /> <br /> "Oh, I just wanted to make sure everything's alright with you. If things get rough or you're low on funds, you let me know, okay? I've saved a bit for a rainy day. It's 1,000 dollars—not a fortune, but it's there for you"<br /> <br /> On the other end of the line, Jenna's uncle, Kenneth's seemingly disgruntled voice sounded. "Sis, that 1,000 dollars you scraped together so carefully, and you just give it to her? What will you live on? She's attending a Dawson event, might be living it up with them. Does she even care about this little sum?"<br /> <br /> An argument seemed to break out on the line.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, don't listen to your uncle rambling—he chipped in for that money, too. Anytime you're in a tight spot, just give me a call," said Zelda.<br /> <br /> Jenna could hear the cautious tone in her mother's voice. Though they hadn't met, the chat had a warm and familiar feel to it. She replied, "I'll come by tonight. Send me the home address, okay?"<br /> <br /> "Really? What do you want to eat? What do you like? I'll get the groceries and cook for you."<br /> <br /> "Anything's fine." Jenna's expression softened significantly.<br /> <br /> After ending the call, she got to her feet. "Enjoy yourselves, I've got to go." She was eager to check in at home.<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> An hour later, Jenna's taxi stopped at the edge of a run-down neighborhood. She texted from her phone: [Everyone go back and stop following me. If I catch even one of you, I'll break your legs!]<br /> <br /> Before she figured out Randal's intentions, she didn't want trouble. Caution was the parent of safety.<br /> <br /> Her people withdrew completely.<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, across the street, a Bentley sped by, its atmosphere tense inside.<br /> <br /> Thomas blurted out, "What the heck? These guys just backed off." Ever since they left the hotel, they had been followed by some people who were hard to shake off until now.<br /> <br /> Randal stayed silent, his eyes briefly meeting a reflection in the rearview mirror—a familiar figure—could it be her?<br /> <br /> The darkness of the night settled in. Jenna wandered the dilapidated streets, circling past the same streetlight for the third time. She stopped, then turned down a side alley she hadn't yet taken.<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, the black Bentley sat parked in the distance, unmoving.<br /> <br /> Randal, is Jenna completely lost?" Thomas remarked. Half an hour had passed with Jenna wandering nearby. They had finally managed to ditch their followers, and running into Jenna here seemed just too convenient.<br /> <br /> They had dug into Jenna's past, and it was simple. But to Thomas, Randal's interest in Jenna seemed unusually high.<br /> <br /> "A girl wandering all alone this late doesn't seem safe, doesn't it?" Thomas worriedly pointed out.<br /> <br /> Randal turned over, watched Jenna disappear into the alley, and instructed, "Follow her."<br /> <br /> Jenna made her way into the alley, realizing quickly that it wasn't familiar territory. Suddenly, the sound of loud cursing caught her attention, and she looked up to see a few tough-looking guys with tattoos pushing around another guy, fists occasionally flying. "Kenneth Nash, pay up now or it could cost you more than you bargained for."	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1,870,928	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1870955}'	No	2024-06-08 03:24	active	964	765654618888436	🔞🔞Click to read the full novel👉👉	At sixteen, Jenna Dawson's life crumbled when the rightful Dawson heiress came back, and she took everything belonging to Jenna away, and framed Jenna for a crime, resulting in a four-year stint behind bars. Four years later, Jenna was reborn from the ashes, emerging to dazzle the world despite being smeared by the media.<br /> *<br /> <br /> Chapter 1 Released From Prison<br /> "Jenna, Cecily is our real daughter, and she's suffered in your stead for sixteen years. Be a darling and give your fiancé to Cecily, okay?"<br /> <br /> "Listen, Jenna, you might not carry our blood, but if you take the fall for Skyler this time, we will take care of you."<br /> <br /> "Jenna, it's on me, and I'm really sorry. Four years later, I promise you a grand wedding."<br /> <br /> As Jenna Dawson hesitated, the case took a sudden turn—every shred of evidence now pinned her to the crime. She was hit with a four-year sentence and locked up in juvenile hall, where, however, she was secretly selected and taken away, never to return.<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> Four years slid away.<br /> <br /> Three black helicopters swooped into view over the prison, thudding down onto the field. Out stepped eight men dressed in black, all giving off a serious vibe, lining up in two neat rows.<br /> <br /> The warden was frightened. 'Who could be big-time enough to roll up in choppers like this? Word from the top asked me to let a prisoner go, no questions asked,' he thought.<br /> <br /> The helicopter doors swung wide, and out strutted Jenna Dawson, tall and sleek, decked out in a black coat and pants. Her dark shades veiled her face, but one could tell she had that fierce, untamed look about her—a real head-turner.<br /> <br /> She headed straight for the changing room and grabbed an old, beat-up handbag, which was filled with the items she'd brought when she was incarcerated four years ago, including a dress that seemed a bit short now. But upon trying it on, she found it quite fitting—time behind bars hadn't added any pounds.<br /> <br /> "Boss, you're not seriously gonna leave in that old thing, right? We've got an exclusive galaxy dress for you—literally one of a kind on the planet," one guy offered.<br /> <br /> "Boss, there is a line-up of limited-edition luxury cars waiting for your pick. Whichever catches your fancy, just drive it away," another piped up.<br /> <br /> Jenna's expression was unfazed. "No need, this will do."<br /> <br /> "Boss, do you need us to come and help you deal with those jerks?" The burly men looked eager to jump into action. They'd never known their mysterious and powerful boss, so cool and ruthless, could have once been framed and thrown into prison by scoundrels. She had seemed so fragile back then. This was too interesting to miss out on; they were itching to join the fray, if only to have wild tales to share in the underworld.<br /> <br /> "Want to watch a show?" Jenna smirked. Her brows raised slightly, her eyes sweeping over them, sending the tough guys hastily shaking their heads, even taking several steps back—they didn't dare at all.<br /> <br /> "Tsk." With a single hand carrying her bag, Jenna walked away from the prison.<br /> <br /> The sun blazed down outside the prison, cicadas droning lazily from the trees. The iron gate behind her shut with a slow, final creak. Along the curb, a lineup of limited-edition sports cars gleamed—each more eye-catching than the last, just her style. She pondered, 'Should I now head to the Dawson residence or drop in on my biological parents?'<br /> <br /> Suddenly, a screech of brakes sounded, and a BMW pulled up in front of her. A middle-aged woman stepped out and said with an arrogant tone, "You're Jenna Dawson, right? Mrs. Dawson sent me to pick you up. She heard you were getting out today."<br /> <br /> Jenna turned, her gaze serene and undisturbed.<br /> <br /> The woman, Lora Gardner, inhaled sharply—four years had passed, and Jenna had become even more beautiful. Despite the worn dress she donned, Jenna's slim waist and long legs were effortlessly captivating. Any man would be hard-pressed not to take a second look.<br /> <br /> "Ditch that tattered bag, Jenna. Don't mess up the BMW. You couldn't cover the cost, even if you auctioned yourself off," Lora sniped, her mind ticking over, 'So what if she's easy on the eyes? She's still slum-scrap, fit for nothing more than a toy.'<br /> <br /> Jenna's lips curled into a smirk, her gaze drifting across the street where a lineup of supercars stood parked.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, stop daydreaming, will you?" Lora barked, her voice dripping with disdain. "What's a jailbird with no education or background like you going to do with fancy cars like those? Bah! And look at yourself now; You could give yourself away and nobody would bite."<br /> <br /> Hardly had Lora finished her rant when the convoy of luxury sports cars started to move. Leading the pack, a middle-aged man in a black tailcoat and white gloves stepped out and walked over.<br /> <br /> Lora quickly switched to her sweetest tone. "Here to pick someone up? Bet those cars set you back a ton." She couldn't help wondering, 'Man, who's the big shot getting out of the clink? If only one of those sweet rides was mine.'<br /> <br /> Jeremy Garcia, the guy in the suit, stood next to Jenna with all the respect of a seasoned butler and said, "After you, Miss."<br /> <br /> Without even a glance back, Jenna chose one of the cars that caught her fancy and got in, shutting out the envious glare from Lora.<br /> <br /> Once he was behind the wheel, Jeremy said with utmost respect, "Queen D, all the folks at the D Alliance can't wait to see you. We've booked the grandest hotel in the city for your big homecoming bash."<br /> <br /> They were all people Jenna had saved from the underworld. Without her, none of them would even exist.<br /> <br /> Propping her chin up, Jenna half-opened an eye and said, "Also, get the scoop on the Dawson and Johnson families." Her long fingers tapped the folder she'd brought—old evidence that might just shake things up. 'Time to even out some old beefs,' she mused silently.<br /> <br /> The fleet of cars sped off, leaving quite the impression.<br /> <br /> Lora stood there, slack-jawed. 'What the heck? How'd Jenna land a ride like that? No way! She meeting big shots? Yeah, right. Something's fishy. Mrs. Dawson's gotta hear about this right away. Jenna's gotta have a sugar daddy behind bars; there's no other explanation for that kind of luxury!'<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> At the Yorkrity Hotel, Lucy Dawson felt her world tip when Lora's call came through. It turned out her Jenna had been picked up by some high-rollers. How on earth was Lucy supposed to cash in on Jenna's marriage now? There had been a deal in place, all teed up, with a hefty payout hanging on Jenna's release day meet-and-greet. Lucy couldn't believe it. Their golden goose had just up and flown the coop.<br /> <br /> "What's wrong, Mom? You don't look so good," Cecily Dawson remarked, dressed in designer brands, prideful as a princess. Today was her day, the center of attention, soon to be Skyler Johnson's fiancée—everyone was envious.<br /> <br /> "Lora just called; she missed picking her up. It seems like Jenna met some rich folks in jail, and they took her away," Lucy replied.<br /> <br /> Samuel and Fiona Johnson shared a quick look before Fiona scoffed, "So she's rubbing shoulders with a few street toughs? What's the big deal? Here in Yorkrity, we Johnsons fear no one." After all, they were the leading family in town.<br /> <br /> Cecily held onto Fiona's arm, her smile wide with triumph. 'So what if Jenna's out of the slammer? The Dawson family and Skyler both belong to me. I'm the real deal, the legit heiress.'<br /> <br /> "Ma'am, she's here." Lora hurried over, out of breath. Lucy frowned. "Who's here?"<br /> <br /> "It's Jenna," Lora panted. "I know the ritzy car that picked her up clearly. It's definitely her, no doubt about it."<br /> <br /> The two families exchanged glances, their thoughts unreadable. Four years ago, Jenna had been the scapegoat that united them on one front.<br /> <br /> Outside the Yorkrity Hotel, a row of luxury sports cars lined the curb. Jenna stepped out, standing tall despite her worn-out dress and old handbag. Still, nobody dared to underestimate her, especially not with a crew of tough-looking guys trailing behind her.<br /> <br /> "Isn't that Jenna Dawson, the so-called fake heiress from four years ago?" someone murmured. "She got out?"<br /> <br /> "After the Dawson family acknowledged their real daughter, this one just vanished. I thought she'd gone back to the slums. Turns out she was doing time."<br /> <br /> "I heard she couldn't deal with losing her status, got into an accident, and ended up in jail. And now she has the gall to show up at this party? Does she still think she can pass as the Dawson heiress?"<br /> <br /> "Rumor has it Jenna got cozy with some rich folks in jail. How else could she afford such a ride?"<br /> <br /> The women watched with a mix of sneers and envy, while the men couldn't hide their awe. 'Four years locked up, and she's still drop-dead gorgeous?'<br /> <br /> Right then, a sleek black Bentley eased in, its window gliding down to show a man casually propped up by the sill, a cigarette dangling from his fingers. His gaze landed on Jenna—or more precisely, on her striking legs showcased beneath an old, flowery skirt that she wore with unexpected grace.<br /> <br /> "Randal, looks like Jenna's making quite the entrance fresh out of jail," Thomas Sanchez said, glancing at his friend, Randal Jefferson, who was perched lazily beside him, a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers. Randal had that kind of lazy, laid-back posture that only the truly loaded can afford, with an air of aristocracy that was hard to ignore.<br /> <br /> Just a few days ago, Randal had returned from the underworld, claiming he was looking for someone. Then, without another word, he headed straight to Yorkrity. Thomas couldn't help thinking, 'Could he be here for Jenna? That doesn't add up!'<br /> <br /> Chapter 2 Time To Pay Back<br /> Randal casually flicked his cigarette, shifting his gaze away without uttering a single word.<br /> <br /> "What's the deal, Randal? Why are you even here in Yorkrity?" Thomas asked, puzzled. Randal had been roaming around town for the past few days and even turned up at the Dawson family's party today. Thomas thought, 'He isn't really interested in this soap opera-like drama, is he? Anyway, Jenna couldn't be the one he's hunting for. She had been locked up for four years with virtually no contact with the outside world.'<br /> <br /> "I'm looking for someone," answered Randal faintly.<br /> <br /> "Yeah, but who are we talking about here? You must have a clue. Male? Female?"<br /> <br /> "Do you think I'd be here if I knew?" Randal retorted with a hint of sarcasm. Catching a few admiring looks, he snuffed out his cigarette and rolled up the car window.<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> Just as she walked into the party hall, Jenna captured the room's attention, despite her poor dressing. She was drop-dead gorgeous, the kind that made one do a double-take and forget to look away.<br /> <br /> Cecily was full of pride, eagerly awaiting Jenna's arrival, itching for the chance to rub Jenna's misfortune in her face. She was convinced that four tough years in the clink would have taken a hefty toll on Jenna's looks, leaving her ragged and ugly. Meanwhile, Cecily saw herself as Yorkrity's new darling, a sought-after heiress with the city's catch, Skyler Johnson, as her soon-to-be husband, while Jenna had nothing.<br /> <br /> But when Jenna walked in, Cecily's expectations crumbled. Jenna was stunning—tall, with skin so flawless it looked like the slightest touch could mar it. Her exquisite beauty shocked and scared Cecily, who quickly glanced at Skyler, only to see his eyes fixated on Jenna. Cecily's mood darkened instantly. 'Why didn't Jenna just drop dead in that prison?' she thought bitterly.<br /> <br /> Skyler's face also revealed a flash of awe. He hadn't expected Jenna to become even more beautiful than she was four years ago.<br /> <br /> Lucy, snapped back to reality first, hastening to say, "Lora, get her upstairs, now! What's she doing showing up in those rags?" She too was shocked at how ethereal Jenna looked, and that was bad news for them.<br /> <br /> Jenna's expression was unreadable as she cast a cold, piercing glance at the approaching servant, who froze in fear at the intensity of her gaze. She then turned her eyes to the gathered members of both the Dawson and Johnson families. "Long time no see," she said, her tone laced with an edgy arrogance that signaled she wasn't here to play nice.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, you're out today, huh? I've missed you, dear. Even though you're not my flesh and blood, we have always kept a place for you," Lucy hurried to say, eager to defuse the tension.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, you've just gotten out, why don't you go upstairs and change into something nice?" Lucy suggested, hoping to whisk Jenna away. Jenna was too eye-catching, and Lucy wouldn't allow her to overshadow her daughter, Cecily. If Jenna weren't still somehow useful to keep around, Lucy would have had her chased off long ago. Seeing Jenna was a constant reminder to her how much her own daughter had suffered. In Lucy's eyes, the poor should stay with the poor; Jenna had no business enjoying luxury at the Dawson residence.<br /> <br /> "How about the truth of why I went to prison four years ago? To take the fall for your daughter and Skyler?" Jenna's words dropped like a stone, rippling the calm of the crowd. Everyone looked on curiously. 'Took the fall?'<br /> <br /> Lucy's face paled, and she reached to grab Jenna's arm. "What are you blabbering about? I know you can't accept the change in your status, but Cecily is my true daughter, the rightful Dawson heiress, and that's that."<br /> <br /> "For goodness' sake, Jenna, you were raised by Mom for sixteen years. She was kind to you, despite the wrongs your mother did. She even let you continue as the lady of the house. How can you be so ungrateful?" Cecily put on her most pitiable look, making anyone want to believe her. After all, Jenna was the so-called fake heiress.<br /> <br /> Jenna's eyes, cool and detached, looked as if they could see right through them. She pulled out a document from her bag. "Here's the evidence from back then," she said, not bothering with any more chitchat.<br /> <br /> Even Skyler turned pale. 'If Jenna really has evidence, could it be my undoing?'<br /> <br /> Cecily was even more panicked. 'Is there really still evidence?'<br /> <br /> Fiona stepped forward. "Jenna, I understand you're holding onto some resentments. Out of the affections you and Skyler once shared, I'll compensate you. I'll find you a promising young man right here in Yorkrity, how about that?"<br /> <br /> "Jenna, I promise you're always the Dawson heiress. Can't we just stop this fuss?" Cecily's voice was full of pretended generosity.<br /> <br /> 'The Dawson heiress, huh?' Jenna held her chin high, her eyes barely concealing the disdain. "So, you think I actually care about that?"<br /> <br /> "Don't bite the hand that feeds you, Jenna. With your background, dreaming of marrying well is like a fantasy," said Lucy, suddenly stepping close, her voice a harsh whisper intended only for Jenna. "The Dawson family made you who you are. Without us, you'd be nothing but a kept woman." In Lucy's eyes, Jenna should be forever grateful; after all, without them, she would never even brush shoulders with high society.<br /> <br /> Jenna's lips curled into a smirk full of contempt. She casually leaned back on the couch, a transformation in her demeanor as she tossed a folder onto the table. "The ungrateful ones are you," she snapped. "Get out. I don't want to see you again."<br /> <br /> "Why not just call the cops?" a deep, cool male voice suggested. Jenna followed the sound and saw Randal lounging with an air of authority—white shirt, and black trousers, features sharp and attention-grabbing in the best way.<br /> <br /> Skyler felt a surge of panic. "Call the cops for what? And who the hell are you?" The last thing he needed was police involvement.<br /> <br /> Leaning back, Randal propped an arm on the sofa back, lips curved in amusement. "I'm a good Samaritan."<br /> <br /> A ripple of laughter spread through the crowd.<br /> <br /> Skyler scowled. "I don't remember inviting you. Leave. Now."<br /> <br /> "Feeling guilty? I always step in when I see injustice," Randal continued in his calm tone, laying out the facts before them. "If you had any shame, you'd turn yourselves in. Might even get a lighter sentence."<br /> <br /> Thomas' eyes nearly popped out. 'Is the sun rising from the west today? Randal is playing the hero? That's a sight to see.'<br /> <br /> "Quite the duet you two are singing. So, Jenna, is he your money man? Birds of a feather, both jailbirds, I suppose," accused Fiona, trembling with rage. "Someone, kick these two out!" It didn't matter whether Jenna's evidence was real or fake; they would never admit to anything, much less verify the evidence in front of an audience.<br /> <br /> "The ones who need to leave are you guys," Jenna declared, staying put on the couch.<br /> <br /> Fiona scoffed, "Jenna, you think you own the place? Today, we've reserved the Yorkrity Hotel. You and your jailbird boyfriend should just scram." Thugs would always be thugs, never fitted for high society."<br /> <br /> Randal raised an eyebrow in amusement. "It's just a hotel. What's so hard about that?"<br /> <br /> "Exactly," Jenna added, her eyes gleaming with mockery. "Even if the big boss himself drops by, you lot still have to get out!"<br /> <br /> "You've got quite the mouth on you, Jenna. You think you own the hotel?" retorted one guest.<br /> <br /> "Yeah, trying to act all high and might like one of us. Do you even understand what a private event means?" sneered another.<br /> <br /> Just then, the hotel proprietor rushed in, all flustered. He stood respectfully in front of Jenna. "Can I clear the venue for you immediately?"<br /> <br /> The Dawson and the Johnson families stood there, absolutely stunned. 'What's going on? We must have misheard.'<br /> <br /> Skyler quickly insisted, "Today is our private event."<br /> <br /> "I apologize, but the reservation is canceled." the hotel proprietor remained unfazed. "Please vacate the premises within ten minutes."<br /> <br /> Cecily's eyes flashed with defiance. 'Why should we leave? I'm not going anywhere.'<br /> <br /> Chapter 3 Welcome Back<br /> "Why do we have to leave? If anyone should take a hike, it's Jenna and that guy. Get your facts straight—we, the Johnsons, paid for this, and you need to hold up your end of the deal, got it?" Fiona spat, her face shadowed with anger. If they were shown the door today, how could they ever show their faces in Yorkrity again? It'd be mortifying. For her, Randal was just a gangster, and the Johnsons were the top name in Yorkrity.<br /> <br /> "You'll get your money back, just like the contract says. But for now, you need to clear out, or it's not gonna be pretty," the hotel owner warned, gesturing slightly. Security guards appeared, ready to escort the unwelcome guests out.<br /> <br /> Fiona's face turned ghostly, and her finger trembled violently as she pointed at Jenna. "Y-You're just trying to get even with us, huh? Tell me, how much money do you want?" Today was supposed to be the Johnson family's big day. If they were kicked to the curb now, they'd be too embarrassed ever to step outside again.<br /> <br /> "Would 70 thousand dollars cover it? Or 200 thousand dollars? Don't be greedy, Jenna. Even with that guy, you probably won't see this kind of money," Fiona said derisively.<br /> <br /> Jenna laughed, utterly amused. These people really hadn't changed—arrogant and condescending to the core.<br /> <br /> Skyler frowned and walked over. "Jenna, I know you hate us. But can you please not make a scene?"<br /> <br /> 'Make a scene?' Jenna snapped back with a slap across his face. "Can't hear, do you?" She then glanced at the security guards. "Kick them out, and if someone gets hurt, it's my tab."<br /> <br /> Randal witnessed the whole thing and couldn't help but crack a smile. He admired silently, "Nice move."<br /> <br /> Skyler took a hard fall, his vision swimming as he looked at Jenna with utter disbelief. 'She actually hit me! How did a woman who'd done time get that kind of nerve?'<br /> <br /> Fiona screamed and lunged at Jenna, only to be sent flying with a swift kick. The scene erupted into mayhem. The ones who tried to fight back ended up getting a dose of their own medicine. By the time they were shoved out the door, they were still trying to make sense of it all—how had they been discarded like this?<br /> <br /> Cecily steadied Skyler on his feet and threw a last glance at the hotel, her mind spinning. Today was supposed to be the day they put Jenna in her place, but because of Jenna's sugar daddy, it all went south. Their scheme had not only fizzled out, but the Johnsons themselves were booted out like unwanted pests. Murmurs of discontent and snide remarks circled among the bystanders.<br /> <br /> Fiona was fuming. "I swear, I'll make that brat Jenna pay. I'll make sure she can't find a foothold in Yorkrity!"<br /> <br /> Just then, a police car pulled up, and two officers got out. "We're looking for Cecily Dawson and Skyler Johnson. We've got a case that requires your cooperation back at the station."<br /> <br /> Cecily's face went ashen—she had a bad feeling about this. 'Could Jenna actually have something on me? Oh no. I don't want to go to jail.'<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> Inside the hotel, the atmosphere was hushed.<br /> <br /> Jenna turned her head, looking at the man who had just spoken up to help her. "Thanks for that."<br /> <br /> "No biggie. I'm always glad to be helpful," Randal replied with a carefree shrug.<br /> <br /> Thomas rolled his eyes at the ceiling. 'Men and their lies. I'd bet a dollar that helpful isn't a word one can find in Randal's dictionary. Well, he's so weird today,' Thomas thought to himself.<br /> <br /> Randal sat up straight, leaning forward to look at her. "I want to ask you a question."<br /> <br /> "Go ahead," Jenna replied with ease.<br /> <br /> "Did you go to Beloris two years ago?"<br /> <br /> Jenna smiled wryly, "Everybody knows I did a four-year stint in the clink. How could I have gotten out, let alone make it to Beloris?"<br /> <br /> Randal watched her quietly, as if weighing the truth of her words.<br /> <br /> Thomas butted in, "So, you were stuck inside all this time, yet you managed to make quite the splash getting out today."<br /> <br /> "A lady I met inside got out before me. She specially came to show some support today. She even hooked me up with this hotel," Jenna explained smoothly.<br /> <br /> Randal nodded and then stood up. "My apologies for the intrusion."<br /> <br /> As Jenna watched him leave, she let out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her palms. 'Damn, that was too close. I actually did sneak back here two years ago. Had a job in the capital and kept a low profile, so I didn't even get a chance to sort out the Dawsons or the Johnsons. Only my old boss and I know about it. Man, I almost gave myself away just now.'<br /> <br /> Jenna paused to think, then turned to Jeremy. "Have someone follow them and check out their identities." She needed to feel secure to enjoy her retirement. With a laundry list of enemies, maintaining her anonymity was non-negotiable.<br /> <br /> Noticing the evidence left on the table, Jenna inquired, "Did you guys set up this welcome-back party at this hotel on purpose?"<br /> <br /> "They just got unlucky," Jeremy replied calmly. 'The Johnsons just happened to cross paths with our boss' homecoming. Of course, they had to make room. Plus, it gave boss a chance to blow off a little steam.'<br /> <br /> Jenna nodded, smiling with satisfaction. "Well done." True to form, her crew matched her style perfectly.<br /> <br /> After the place was cleared out, several figures emerged from a secret passage. Standing in front of the couch, they greeted her with respect, saying in unison, "Welcome back, Queen D."<br /> <br /> Jenna lifted her hand slightly, a smile playing across her thin lips, her eyes wild and proud as she thought, 'Well, this is my kingdom.'<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> The place was hopping, but Jenna perched quietly by herself in a corner, not saying much. Eventually, someone came over and asked, "Boss, got any plans now that you're back?"<br /> <br /> "I've hung up my hat; I just want to kick back with the quiet life." Jenna wanted a break. Four years in the underground world felt like an entire lifetime.<br /> <br /> "Boss, we're rollin' in it now. Taking care of you in retirement ain't gonna be a problem," the man said.<br /> <br /> "No need, thanks. Lay low for a while and don't cause any trouble," Jenna cautioned. She couldn't pin down why Randal had shown up, but her instincts told her to keep a low profile. Being too loud in the underworld had won her a fair share of enemies.<br /> <br /> While chatting, Jenna noticed her old-school flip phone ringing. She flipped it open nonchalantly. "Yeah, who's this?"<br /> <br /> "Hi, Jenna? I-It's your mom. We meant to pick you up from prison today, but got held up and missed you. Where are you staying now? Do you need any money?" Zelda Nash said cautiously.<br /> <br /> Jenna paused before answering, "I'm at the Yorkrity Hotel."<br /> <br /> "Oh, I just wanted to make sure everything's alright with you. If things get rough or you're low on funds, you let me know, okay? I've saved a bit for a rainy day. It's 1,000 dollars—not a fortune, but it's there for you"<br /> <br /> On the other end of the line, Jenna's uncle, Kenneth's seemingly disgruntled voice sounded. "Sis, that 1,000 dollars you scraped together so carefully, and you just give it to her? What will you live on? She's attending a Dawson event, might be living it up with them. Does she even care about this little sum?"<br /> <br /> An argument seemed to break out on the line.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, don't listen to your uncle rambling—he chipped in for that money, too. Anytime you're in a tight spot, just give me a call," said Zelda.<br /> <br /> Jenna could hear the cautious tone in her mother's voice. Though they hadn't met, the chat had a warm and familiar feel to it. She replied, "I'll come by tonight. Send me the home address, okay?"<br /> <br /> "Really? What do you want to eat? What do you like? I'll get the groceries and cook for you."<br /> <br /> "Anything's fine." Jenna's expression softened significantly.<br /> <br /> After ending the call, she got to her feet. "Enjoy yourselves, I've got to go." She was eager to check in at home.<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> An hour later, Jenna's taxi stopped at the edge of a run-down neighborhood. She texted from her phone: [Everyone go back and stop following me. If I catch even one of you, I'll break your legs!]<br /> <br /> Before she figured out Randal's intentions, she didn't want trouble. Caution was the parent of safety.<br /> <br /> Her people withdrew completely.<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, across the street, a Bentley sped by, its atmosphere tense inside.<br /> <br /> Thomas blurted out, "What the heck? These guys just backed off." Ever since they left the hotel, they had been followed by some people who were hard to shake off until now.<br /> <br /> Randal stayed silent, his eyes briefly meeting a reflection in the rearview mirror—a familiar figure—could it be her?<br /> <br /> The darkness of the night settled in. Jenna wandered the dilapidated streets, circling past the same streetlight for the third time. She stopped, then turned down a side alley she hadn't yet taken.<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, the black Bentley sat parked in the distance, unmoving.<br /> <br /> Randal, is Jenna completely lost?" Thomas remarked. Half an hour had passed with Jenna wandering nearby. They had finally managed to ditch their followers, and running into Jenna here seemed just too convenient.<br /> <br /> They had dug into Jenna's past, and it was simple. But to Thomas, Randal's interest in Jenna seemed unusually high.<br /> <br /> "A girl wandering all alone this late doesn't seem safe, doesn't it?" Thomas worriedly pointed out.<br /> <br /> Randal turned over, watched Jenna disappear into the alley, and instructed, "Follow her."<br /> <br /> Jenna made her way into the alley, realizing quickly that it wasn't familiar territory. Suddenly, the sound of loud cursing caught her attention, and she looked up to see a few tough-looking guys with tattoos pushing around another guy, fists occasionally flying. "Kenneth Nash, pay up now or it could cost you more than you bargained for."	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1,870,950	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1870955}'	Yes	2024-06-08 03:24	active	964	1190016701916098	🔞🔞Click to read the full novel👉👉	At sixteen, Jenna Dawson's life crumbled when the rightful Dawson heiress came back, and she took everything belonging to Jenna away, and framed Jenna for a crime, resulting in a four-year stint behind bars. Four years later, Jenna was reborn from the ashes, emerging to dazzle the world despite being smeared by the media.<br /> *<br /> <br /> Chapter 1 Released From Prison<br /> "Jenna, Cecily is our real daughter, and she's suffered in your stead for sixteen years. Be a darling and give your fiancé to Cecily, okay?"<br /> <br /> "Listen, Jenna, you might not carry our blood, but if you take the fall for Skyler this time, we will take care of you."<br /> <br /> "Jenna, it's on me, and I'm really sorry. Four years later, I promise you a grand wedding."<br /> <br /> As Jenna Dawson hesitated, the case took a sudden turn—every shred of evidence now pinned her to the crime. She was hit with a four-year sentence and locked up in juvenile hall, where, however, she was secretly selected and taken away, never to return.<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> Four years slid away.<br /> <br /> Three black helicopters swooped into view over the prison, thudding down onto the field. Out stepped eight men dressed in black, all giving off a serious vibe, lining up in two neat rows.<br /> <br /> The warden was frightened. 'Who could be big-time enough to roll up in choppers like this? Word from the top asked me to let a prisoner go, no questions asked,' he thought.<br /> <br /> The helicopter doors swung wide, and out strutted Jenna Dawson, tall and sleek, decked out in a black coat and pants. Her dark shades veiled her face, but one could tell she had that fierce, untamed look about her—a real head-turner.<br /> <br /> She headed straight for the changing room and grabbed an old, beat-up handbag, which was filled with the items she'd brought when she was incarcerated four years ago, including a dress that seemed a bit short now. But upon trying it on, she found it quite fitting—time behind bars hadn't added any pounds.<br /> <br /> "Boss, you're not seriously gonna leave in that old thing, right? We've got an exclusive galaxy dress for you—literally one of a kind on the planet," one guy offered.<br /> <br /> "Boss, there is a line-up of limited-edition luxury cars waiting for your pick. Whichever catches your fancy, just drive it away," another piped up.<br /> <br /> Jenna's expression was unfazed. "No need, this will do."<br /> <br /> "Boss, do you need us to come and help you deal with those jerks?" The burly men looked eager to jump into action. They'd never known their mysterious and powerful boss, so cool and ruthless, could have once been framed and thrown into prison by scoundrels. She had seemed so fragile back then. This was too interesting to miss out on; they were itching to join the fray, if only to have wild tales to share in the underworld.<br /> <br /> "Want to watch a show?" Jenna smirked. Her brows raised slightly, her eyes sweeping over them, sending the tough guys hastily shaking their heads, even taking several steps back—they didn't dare at all.<br /> <br /> "Tsk." With a single hand carrying her bag, Jenna walked away from the prison.<br /> <br /> The sun blazed down outside the prison, cicadas droning lazily from the trees. The iron gate behind her shut with a slow, final creak. Along the curb, a lineup of limited-edition sports cars gleamed—each more eye-catching than the last, just her style. She pondered, 'Should I now head to the Dawson residence or drop in on my biological parents?'<br /> <br /> Suddenly, a screech of brakes sounded, and a BMW pulled up in front of her. A middle-aged woman stepped out and said with an arrogant tone, "You're Jenna Dawson, right? Mrs. Dawson sent me to pick you up. She heard you were getting out today."<br /> <br /> Jenna turned, her gaze serene and undisturbed.<br /> <br /> The woman, Lora Gardner, inhaled sharply—four years had passed, and Jenna had become even more beautiful. Despite the worn dress she donned, Jenna's slim waist and long legs were effortlessly captivating. Any man would be hard-pressed not to take a second look.<br /> <br /> "Ditch that tattered bag, Jenna. Don't mess up the BMW. You couldn't cover the cost, even if you auctioned yourself off," Lora sniped, her mind ticking over, 'So what if she's easy on the eyes? She's still slum-scrap, fit for nothing more than a toy.'<br /> <br /> Jenna's lips curled into a smirk, her gaze drifting across the street where a lineup of supercars stood parked.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, stop daydreaming, will you?" Lora barked, her voice dripping with disdain. "What's a jailbird with no education or background like you going to do with fancy cars like those? Bah! And look at yourself now; You could give yourself away and nobody would bite."<br /> <br /> Hardly had Lora finished her rant when the convoy of luxury sports cars started to move. Leading the pack, a middle-aged man in a black tailcoat and white gloves stepped out and walked over.<br /> <br /> Lora quickly switched to her sweetest tone. "Here to pick someone up? Bet those cars set you back a ton." She couldn't help wondering, 'Man, who's the big shot getting out of the clink? If only one of those sweet rides was mine.'<br /> <br /> Jeremy Garcia, the guy in the suit, stood next to Jenna with all the respect of a seasoned butler and said, "After you, Miss."<br /> <br /> Without even a glance back, Jenna chose one of the cars that caught her fancy and got in, shutting out the envious glare from Lora.<br /> <br /> Once he was behind the wheel, Jeremy said with utmost respect, "Queen D, all the folks at the D Alliance can't wait to see you. We've booked the grandest hotel in the city for your big homecoming bash."<br /> <br /> They were all people Jenna had saved from the underworld. Without her, none of them would even exist.<br /> <br /> Propping her chin up, Jenna half-opened an eye and said, "Also, get the scoop on the Dawson and Johnson families." Her long fingers tapped the folder she'd brought—old evidence that might just shake things up. 'Time to even out some old beefs,' she mused silently.<br /> <br /> The fleet of cars sped off, leaving quite the impression.<br /> <br /> Lora stood there, slack-jawed. 'What the heck? How'd Jenna land a ride like that? No way! She meeting big shots? Yeah, right. Something's fishy. Mrs. Dawson's gotta hear about this right away. Jenna's gotta have a sugar daddy behind bars; there's no other explanation for that kind of luxury!'<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> At the Yorkrity Hotel, Lucy Dawson felt her world tip when Lora's call came through. It turned out her Jenna had been picked up by some high-rollers. How on earth was Lucy supposed to cash in on Jenna's marriage now? There had been a deal in place, all teed up, with a hefty payout hanging on Jenna's release day meet-and-greet. Lucy couldn't believe it. Their golden goose had just up and flown the coop.<br /> <br /> "What's wrong, Mom? You don't look so good," Cecily Dawson remarked, dressed in designer brands, prideful as a princess. Today was her day, the center of attention, soon to be Skyler Johnson's fiancée—everyone was envious.<br /> <br /> "Lora just called; she missed picking her up. It seems like Jenna met some rich folks in jail, and they took her away," Lucy replied.<br /> <br /> Samuel and Fiona Johnson shared a quick look before Fiona scoffed, "So she's rubbing shoulders with a few street toughs? What's the big deal? Here in Yorkrity, we Johnsons fear no one." After all, they were the leading family in town.<br /> <br /> Cecily held onto Fiona's arm, her smile wide with triumph. 'So what if Jenna's out of the slammer? The Dawson family and Skyler both belong to me. I'm the real deal, the legit heiress.'<br /> <br /> "Ma'am, she's here." Lora hurried over, out of breath. Lucy frowned. "Who's here?"<br /> <br /> "It's Jenna," Lora panted. "I know the ritzy car that picked her up clearly. It's definitely her, no doubt about it."<br /> <br /> The two families exchanged glances, their thoughts unreadable. Four years ago, Jenna had been the scapegoat that united them on one front.<br /> <br /> Outside the Yorkrity Hotel, a row of luxury sports cars lined the curb. Jenna stepped out, standing tall despite her worn-out dress and old handbag. Still, nobody dared to underestimate her, especially not with a crew of tough-looking guys trailing behind her.<br /> <br /> "Isn't that Jenna Dawson, the so-called fake heiress from four years ago?" someone murmured. "She got out?"<br /> <br /> "After the Dawson family acknowledged their real daughter, this one just vanished. I thought she'd gone back to the slums. Turns out she was doing time."<br /> <br /> "I heard she couldn't deal with losing her status, got into an accident, and ended up in jail. And now she has the gall to show up at this party? Does she still think she can pass as the Dawson heiress?"<br /> <br /> "Rumor has it Jenna got cozy with some rich folks in jail. How else could she afford such a ride?"<br /> <br /> The women watched with a mix of sneers and envy, while the men couldn't hide their awe. 'Four years locked up, and she's still drop-dead gorgeous?'<br /> <br /> Right then, a sleek black Bentley eased in, its window gliding down to show a man casually propped up by the sill, a cigarette dangling from his fingers. His gaze landed on Jenna—or more precisely, on her striking legs showcased beneath an old, flowery skirt that she wore with unexpected grace.<br /> <br /> "Randal, looks like Jenna's making quite the entrance fresh out of jail," Thomas Sanchez said, glancing at his friend, Randal Jefferson, who was perched lazily beside him, a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers. Randal had that kind of lazy, laid-back posture that only the truly loaded can afford, with an air of aristocracy that was hard to ignore.<br /> <br /> Just a few days ago, Randal had returned from the underworld, claiming he was looking for someone. Then, without another word, he headed straight to Yorkrity. Thomas couldn't help thinking, 'Could he be here for Jenna? That doesn't add up!'<br /> <br /> Chapter 2 Time To Pay Back<br /> Randal casually flicked his cigarette, shifting his gaze away without uttering a single word.<br /> <br /> "What's the deal, Randal? Why are you even here in Yorkrity?" Thomas asked, puzzled. Randal had been roaming around town for the past few days and even turned up at the Dawson family's party today. Thomas thought, 'He isn't really interested in this soap opera-like drama, is he? Anyway, Jenna couldn't be the one he's hunting for. She had been locked up for four years with virtually no contact with the outside world.'<br /> <br /> "I'm looking for someone," answered Randal faintly.<br /> <br /> "Yeah, but who are we talking about here? You must have a clue. Male? Female?"<br /> <br /> "Do you think I'd be here if I knew?" Randal retorted with a hint of sarcasm. Catching a few admiring looks, he snuffed out his cigarette and rolled up the car window.<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> Just as she walked into the party hall, Jenna captured the room's attention, despite her poor dressing. She was drop-dead gorgeous, the kind that made one do a double-take and forget to look away.<br /> <br /> Cecily was full of pride, eagerly awaiting Jenna's arrival, itching for the chance to rub Jenna's misfortune in her face. She was convinced that four tough years in the clink would have taken a hefty toll on Jenna's looks, leaving her ragged and ugly. Meanwhile, Cecily saw herself as Yorkrity's new darling, a sought-after heiress with the city's catch, Skyler Johnson, as her soon-to-be husband, while Jenna had nothing.<br /> <br /> But when Jenna walked in, Cecily's expectations crumbled. Jenna was stunning—tall, with skin so flawless it looked like the slightest touch could mar it. Her exquisite beauty shocked and scared Cecily, who quickly glanced at Skyler, only to see his eyes fixated on Jenna. Cecily's mood darkened instantly. 'Why didn't Jenna just drop dead in that prison?' she thought bitterly.<br /> <br /> Skyler's face also revealed a flash of awe. He hadn't expected Jenna to become even more beautiful than she was four years ago.<br /> <br /> Lucy, snapped back to reality first, hastening to say, "Lora, get her upstairs, now! What's she doing showing up in those rags?" She too was shocked at how ethereal Jenna looked, and that was bad news for them.<br /> <br /> Jenna's expression was unreadable as she cast a cold, piercing glance at the approaching servant, who froze in fear at the intensity of her gaze. She then turned her eyes to the gathered members of both the Dawson and Johnson families. "Long time no see," she said, her tone laced with an edgy arrogance that signaled she wasn't here to play nice.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, you're out today, huh? I've missed you, dear. Even though you're not my flesh and blood, we have always kept a place for you," Lucy hurried to say, eager to defuse the tension.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, you've just gotten out, why don't you go upstairs and change into something nice?" Lucy suggested, hoping to whisk Jenna away. Jenna was too eye-catching, and Lucy wouldn't allow her to overshadow her daughter, Cecily. If Jenna weren't still somehow useful to keep around, Lucy would have had her chased off long ago. Seeing Jenna was a constant reminder to her how much her own daughter had suffered. In Lucy's eyes, the poor should stay with the poor; Jenna had no business enjoying luxury at the Dawson residence.<br /> <br /> "How about the truth of why I went to prison four years ago? To take the fall for your daughter and Skyler?" Jenna's words dropped like a stone, rippling the calm of the crowd. Everyone looked on curiously. 'Took the fall?'<br /> <br /> Lucy's face paled, and she reached to grab Jenna's arm. "What are you blabbering about? I know you can't accept the change in your status, but Cecily is my true daughter, the rightful Dawson heiress, and that's that."<br /> <br /> "For goodness' sake, Jenna, you were raised by Mom for sixteen years. She was kind to you, despite the wrongs your mother did. She even let you continue as the lady of the house. How can you be so ungrateful?" Cecily put on her most pitiable look, making anyone want to believe her. After all, Jenna was the so-called fake heiress.<br /> <br /> Jenna's eyes, cool and detached, looked as if they could see right through them. She pulled out a document from her bag. "Here's the evidence from back then," she said, not bothering with any more chitchat.<br /> <br /> Even Skyler turned pale. 'If Jenna really has evidence, could it be my undoing?'<br /> <br /> Cecily was even more panicked. 'Is there really still evidence?'<br /> <br /> Fiona stepped forward. "Jenna, I understand you're holding onto some resentments. Out of the affections you and Skyler once shared, I'll compensate you. I'll find you a promising young man right here in Yorkrity, how about that?"<br /> <br /> "Jenna, I promise you're always the Dawson heiress. Can't we just stop this fuss?" Cecily's voice was full of pretended generosity.<br /> <br /> 'The Dawson heiress, huh?' Jenna held her chin high, her eyes barely concealing the disdain. "So, you think I actually care about that?"<br /> <br /> "Don't bite the hand that feeds you, Jenna. With your background, dreaming of marrying well is like a fantasy," said Lucy, suddenly stepping close, her voice a harsh whisper intended only for Jenna. "The Dawson family made you who you are. Without us, you'd be nothing but a kept woman." In Lucy's eyes, Jenna should be forever grateful; after all, without them, she would never even brush shoulders with high society.<br /> <br /> Jenna's lips curled into a smirk full of contempt. She casually leaned back on the couch, a transformation in her demeanor as she tossed a folder onto the table. "The ungrateful ones are you," she snapped. "Get out. I don't want to see you again."<br /> <br /> "Why not just call the cops?" a deep, cool male voice suggested. Jenna followed the sound and saw Randal lounging with an air of authority—white shirt, and black trousers, features sharp and attention-grabbing in the best way.<br /> <br /> Skyler felt a surge of panic. "Call the cops for what? And who the hell are you?" The last thing he needed was police involvement.<br /> <br /> Leaning back, Randal propped an arm on the sofa back, lips curved in amusement. "I'm a good Samaritan."<br /> <br /> A ripple of laughter spread through the crowd.<br /> <br /> Skyler scowled. "I don't remember inviting you. Leave. Now."<br /> <br /> "Feeling guilty? I always step in when I see injustice," Randal continued in his calm tone, laying out the facts before them. "If you had any shame, you'd turn yourselves in. Might even get a lighter sentence."<br /> <br /> Thomas' eyes nearly popped out. 'Is the sun rising from the west today? Randal is playing the hero? That's a sight to see.'<br /> <br /> "Quite the duet you two are singing. So, Jenna, is he your money man? Birds of a feather, both jailbirds, I suppose," accused Fiona, trembling with rage. "Someone, kick these two out!" It didn't matter whether Jenna's evidence was real or fake; they would never admit to anything, much less verify the evidence in front of an audience.<br /> <br /> "The ones who need to leave are you guys," Jenna declared, staying put on the couch.<br /> <br /> Fiona scoffed, "Jenna, you think you own the place? Today, we've reserved the Yorkrity Hotel. You and your jailbird boyfriend should just scram." Thugs would always be thugs, never fitted for high society."<br /> <br /> Randal raised an eyebrow in amusement. "It's just a hotel. What's so hard about that?"<br /> <br /> "Exactly," Jenna added, her eyes gleaming with mockery. "Even if the big boss himself drops by, you lot still have to get out!"<br /> <br /> "You've got quite the mouth on you, Jenna. You think you own the hotel?" retorted one guest.<br /> <br /> "Yeah, trying to act all high and might like one of us. Do you even understand what a private event means?" sneered another.<br /> <br /> Just then, the hotel proprietor rushed in, all flustered. He stood respectfully in front of Jenna. "Can I clear the venue for you immediately?"<br /> <br /> The Dawson and the Johnson families stood there, absolutely stunned. 'What's going on? We must have misheard.'<br /> <br /> Skyler quickly insisted, "Today is our private event."<br /> <br /> "I apologize, but the reservation is canceled." the hotel proprietor remained unfazed. "Please vacate the premises within ten minutes."<br /> <br /> Cecily's eyes flashed with defiance. 'Why should we leave? I'm not going anywhere.'<br /> <br /> Chapter 3 Welcome Back<br /> "Why do we have to leave? If anyone should take a hike, it's Jenna and that guy. Get your facts straight—we, the Johnsons, paid for this, and you need to hold up your end of the deal, got it?" Fiona spat, her face shadowed with anger. If they were shown the door today, how could they ever show their faces in Yorkrity again? It'd be mortifying. For her, Randal was just a gangster, and the Johnsons were the top name in Yorkrity.<br /> <br /> "You'll get your money back, just like the contract says. But for now, you need to clear out, or it's not gonna be pretty," the hotel owner warned, gesturing slightly. Security guards appeared, ready to escort the unwelcome guests out.<br /> <br /> Fiona's face turned ghostly, and her finger trembled violently as she pointed at Jenna. "Y-You're just trying to get even with us, huh? Tell me, how much money do you want?" Today was supposed to be the Johnson family's big day. If they were kicked to the curb now, they'd be too embarrassed ever to step outside again.<br /> <br /> "Would 70 thousand dollars cover it? Or 200 thousand dollars? Don't be greedy, Jenna. Even with that guy, you probably won't see this kind of money," Fiona said derisively.<br /> <br /> Jenna laughed, utterly amused. These people really hadn't changed—arrogant and condescending to the core.<br /> <br /> Skyler frowned and walked over. "Jenna, I know you hate us. But can you please not make a scene?"<br /> <br /> 'Make a scene?' Jenna snapped back with a slap across his face. "Can't hear, do you?" She then glanced at the security guards. "Kick them out, and if someone gets hurt, it's my tab."<br /> <br /> Randal witnessed the whole thing and couldn't help but crack a smile. He admired silently, "Nice move."<br /> <br /> Skyler took a hard fall, his vision swimming as he looked at Jenna with utter disbelief. 'She actually hit me! How did a woman who'd done time get that kind of nerve?'<br /> <br /> Fiona screamed and lunged at Jenna, only to be sent flying with a swift kick. The scene erupted into mayhem. The ones who tried to fight back ended up getting a dose of their own medicine. By the time they were shoved out the door, they were still trying to make sense of it all—how had they been discarded like this?<br /> <br /> Cecily steadied Skyler on his feet and threw a last glance at the hotel, her mind spinning. Today was supposed to be the day they put Jenna in her place, but because of Jenna's sugar daddy, it all went south. Their scheme had not only fizzled out, but the Johnsons themselves were booted out like unwanted pests. Murmurs of discontent and snide remarks circled among the bystanders.<br /> <br /> Fiona was fuming. "I swear, I'll make that brat Jenna pay. I'll make sure she can't find a foothold in Yorkrity!"<br /> <br /> Just then, a police car pulled up, and two officers got out. "We're looking for Cecily Dawson and Skyler Johnson. We've got a case that requires your cooperation back at the station."<br /> <br /> Cecily's face went ashen—she had a bad feeling about this. 'Could Jenna actually have something on me? Oh no. I don't want to go to jail.'<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> Inside the hotel, the atmosphere was hushed.<br /> <br /> Jenna turned her head, looking at the man who had just spoken up to help her. "Thanks for that."<br /> <br /> "No biggie. I'm always glad to be helpful," Randal replied with a carefree shrug.<br /> <br /> Thomas rolled his eyes at the ceiling. 'Men and their lies. I'd bet a dollar that helpful isn't a word one can find in Randal's dictionary. Well, he's so weird today,' Thomas thought to himself.<br /> <br /> Randal sat up straight, leaning forward to look at her. "I want to ask you a question."<br /> <br /> "Go ahead," Jenna replied with ease.<br /> <br /> "Did you go to Beloris two years ago?"<br /> <br /> Jenna smiled wryly, "Everybody knows I did a four-year stint in the clink. How could I have gotten out, let alone make it to Beloris?"<br /> <br /> Randal watched her quietly, as if weighing the truth of her words.<br /> <br /> Thomas butted in, "So, you were stuck inside all this time, yet you managed to make quite the splash getting out today."<br /> <br /> "A lady I met inside got out before me. She specially came to show some support today. She even hooked me up with this hotel," Jenna explained smoothly.<br /> <br /> Randal nodded and then stood up. "My apologies for the intrusion."<br /> <br /> As Jenna watched him leave, she let out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from her palms. 'Damn, that was too close. I actually did sneak back here two years ago. Had a job in the capital and kept a low profile, so I didn't even get a chance to sort out the Dawsons or the Johnsons. Only my old boss and I know about it. Man, I almost gave myself away just now.'<br /> <br /> Jenna paused to think, then turned to Jeremy. "Have someone follow them and check out their identities." She needed to feel secure to enjoy her retirement. With a laundry list of enemies, maintaining her anonymity was non-negotiable.<br /> <br /> Noticing the evidence left on the table, Jenna inquired, "Did you guys set up this welcome-back party at this hotel on purpose?"<br /> <br /> "They just got unlucky," Jeremy replied calmly. 'The Johnsons just happened to cross paths with our boss' homecoming. Of course, they had to make room. Plus, it gave boss a chance to blow off a little steam.'<br /> <br /> Jenna nodded, smiling with satisfaction. "Well done." True to form, her crew matched her style perfectly.<br /> <br /> After the place was cleared out, several figures emerged from a secret passage. Standing in front of the couch, they greeted her with respect, saying in unison, "Welcome back, Queen D."<br /> <br /> Jenna lifted her hand slightly, a smile playing across her thin lips, her eyes wild and proud as she thought, 'Well, this is my kingdom.'<br /> <br /> *<br /> <br /> The place was hopping, but Jenna perched quietly by herself in a corner, not saying much. Eventually, someone came over and asked, "Boss, got any plans now that you're back?"<br /> <br /> "I've hung up my hat; I just want to kick back with the quiet life." Jenna wanted a break. Four years in the underground world felt like an entire lifetime.<br /> <br /> "Boss, we're rollin' in it now. Taking care of you in retirement ain't gonna be a problem," the man said.<br /> <br /> "No need, thanks. Lay low for a while and don't cause any trouble," Jenna cautioned. She couldn't pin down why Randal had shown up, but her instincts told her to keep a low profile. Being too loud in the underworld had won her a fair share of enemies.<br /> <br /> While chatting, Jenna noticed her old-school flip phone ringing. She flipped it open nonchalantly. "Yeah, who's this?"<br /> <br /> "Hi, Jenna? I-It's your mom. We meant to pick you up from prison today, but got held up and missed you. Where are you staying now? Do you need any money?" Zelda Nash said cautiously.<br /> <br /> Jenna paused before answering, "I'm at the Yorkrity Hotel."<br /> <br /> "Oh, I just wanted to make sure everything's alright with you. If things get rough or you're low on funds, you let me know, okay? I've saved a bit for a rainy day. It's 1,000 dollars—not a fortune, but it's there for you"<br /> <br /> On the other end of the line, Jenna's uncle, Kenneth's seemingly disgruntled voice sounded. "Sis, that 1,000 dollars you scraped together so carefully, and you just give it to her? What will you live on? She's attending a Dawson event, might be living it up with them. Does she even care about this little sum?"<br /> <br /> An argument seemed to break out on the line.<br /> <br /> "Jenna, don't listen to your uncle rambling—he chipped in for that money, too. Anytime you're in a tight spot, just give me a call," said Zelda.<br /> <br /> Jenna could hear the cautious tone in her mother's voice. Though they hadn't met, the chat had a warm and familiar feel to it. She replied, "I'll come by tonight. Send me the home address, okay?"<br /> <br /> "Really? What do you want to eat? What do you like? I'll get the groceries and cook for you."<br /> <br /> "Anything's fine." Jenna's expression softened significantly.<br /> <br /> After ending the call, she got to her feet. "Enjoy yourselves, I've got to go." She was eager to check in at home.<br /> <br /> ***<br /> <br /> An hour later, Jenna's taxi stopped at the edge of a run-down neighborhood. She texted from her phone: [Everyone go back and stop following me. If I catch even one of you, I'll break your legs!]<br /> <br /> Before she figured out Randal's intentions, she didn't want trouble. Caution was the parent of safety.<br /> <br /> Her people withdrew completely.<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, across the street, a Bentley sped by, its atmosphere tense inside.<br /> <br /> Thomas blurted out, "What the heck? These guys just backed off." Ever since they left the hotel, they had been followed by some people who were hard to shake off until now.<br /> <br /> Randal stayed silent, his eyes briefly meeting a reflection in the rearview mirror—a familiar figure—could it be her?<br /> <br /> The darkness of the night settled in. Jenna wandered the dilapidated streets, circling past the same streetlight for the third time. She stopped, then turned down a side alley she hadn't yet taken.<br /> <br /> Meanwhile, the black Bentley sat parked in the distance, unmoving.<br /> <br /> Randal, is Jenna completely lost?" Thomas remarked. Half an hour had passed with Jenna wandering nearby. They had finally managed to ditch their followers, and running into Jenna here seemed just too convenient.<br /> <br /> They had dug into Jenna's past, and it was simple. But to Thomas, Randal's interest in Jenna seemed unusually high.<br /> <br /> "A girl wandering all alone this late doesn't seem safe, doesn't it?" Thomas worriedly pointed out.<br /> <br /> Randal turned over, watched Jenna disappear into the alley, and instructed, "Follow her."<br /> <br /> Jenna made her way into the alley, realizing quickly that it wasn't familiar territory. Suddenly, the sound of loud cursing caught her attention, and she looked up to see a few tough-looking guys with tattoos pushing around another guy, fists occasionally flying. "Kenneth Nash, pay up now or it could cost you more than you bargained for."	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1,871,042	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) '{"alias":1870912}'	Yes	2024-06-08 03:24	active	964	1013312413640357	Enjoy Romance🥰Read More 👉	She signed the divorce papers and left without taking her phone. He checked her phone and got floored at the message: Please come tomorrow for another prenatal care checkup!<br /> =============<br /> <br /> Chapter 1 Ex-girlfriend Returns<br /> <br /> Raegan Hayes was a little absent-minded at the moment. <br /> <br /> All she could think of since this afternoon was the doctor's words. "Congratulations! You are going to be a mom."<br /> <br /> Suddenly, Mitchel Dixon pinched her arm. His low voice came the next second. "Come back to earth. What are you thinking about?"<br /> <br /> Mitchel was her husband. They had been married secretly for two years. He was her superior at work, the president of the Dixon Group. <br /> <br /> Everything had happened so fast. She was newly employed in the company when they unexpectedly got married. <br /> <br /> At that time, Mitchel's grandfather fell seriously ill. It was then he proposed a fake marriage just to fulfill his grandfather's dying wish. <br /> <br /> They signed a prenup, agreeing to hide their marriage from the public. Their union could be terminated at any time. <br /> <br /> It was an unconventional thing to do. However, Raegan only considered herself lucky at that time. <br /> <br /> Never in a million years did she think she would ever get married to the man she had a crush on for eight years. She delightfully agreed. <br /> <br /> After their marriage, Mitchel was very busy. He spent most of his time working. <br /> <br /> Raegan wished she could spend more time with him at home. However, she was rest assured because there hadn't been any rumors or scandals about him with women in the past two years. <br /> <br /> Except for his mild indifference, Mitchel was a perfect husband. <br /> <br /> Raegan had mixed feelings as she stared at the medical report. <br /> <br /> In the end, she decided to tell Mitchel this news. <br /> <br /> She also wanted to tell him that she hadn't learned about him for the first time two years ago and that she had been crushing on him for many years before then. <br /> <br /> Just then, Mitchel’s phone rang. He went to the balcony and answered the phone. <br /> <br /> Raegan checked the time and found that it was already midnight. <br /> <br /> She felt a little uneasy. Who would call Mitchel at this hour? <br /> <br /> Mitchel spent a few minutes on the balcony. Thereafter, he returned and changed into formal attire. His handsome face which had a clear outline made him look dignified. <br /> <br /> He was something to see now. <br /> <br /> "Don't wait up for me. Good night," he said finally. <br /> <br /> What? He was on his way out? At this hour? <br /> <br /> Raegan's grip on the report tightened as she stared at him in disappointment. Unconsciously, she withdrew slightly. After thinking for a while, she blurted out, "It's already so late."<br /> <br /> Mitchel's fingers froze on his tie. With a faint smile, he pinched her earlobe and said, "Be good, okay? There's something I have to do. Don't wait up."<br /> <br /> With that, he headed for the door. <br /> <br /> "Mitchel."<br /> <br /> Raegan quickly ran and caught up with him. <br /> <br /> Mitchel turned around and looked at her seriously. <br /> <br /> "What's the matter?"<br /> <br /> There was a tinge of coldness to his voice. An icy cloud hung over them as they stared at each other. <br /> <br /> A little distressed, Raegan asked in a low voice, "I would like to visit my grandma tomorrow. Can you accompany me there?"<br /> <br /> Her grandmother always wanted to see her. As a result, Raegan wanted to take Mitchel there to assure her grandma they were happy. <br /> <br /> "Let's talk about it tomorrow, okay?" Without agreeing or declining, Mitchel left in a hurry. <br /> <br /> Several thoughts were threading Raegan's mind. She couldn't sleep a wink. <br /> <br /> After tossing and turning for a long time, she went to the kitchen and made herself a warm glass of milk. <br /> <br /> A few notifications from some online blogs came into her phone. <br /> <br /> However, she wasn't interested in them. She was about to swipe them away when one of them caught her attention. The familiar name made her click on it. <br /> <br /> The news read, "Famous designer, Lauren Murray was spotted at the airport with her mysterious boyfriend earlier today."<br /> <br /> Lauren was wearing a bucket hat. The man's figure was vague, but the outline of his body was enough to show that he was dashing. <br /> <br /> Raegan zoomed in on the picture. The next second, her heart dropped. <br /> <br /> Mitchel was the man in the picture! <br /> <br /> So, he canceled the afternoon meeting just to go pick up his ex-girlfriend from the airport? <br /> <br /> This realization settled like a boulder in Raegan's gut, rendering her flustered. <br /> <br /> Her hands trembled. Subconsciously, she dialed Mitchel's number. <br /> <br /> The dial tone brought her back to her senses. Just as she was about to hang up, the line connected, and a voice came from the other end. <br /> <br /> "Hello!"<br /> <br /> It was a particularly gentle woman's voice. <br /> <br /> Raegan froze for a second and then threw the phone away. <br /> <br /> She suddenly felt sick in her stomach. Covering her mouth, she ran into the bathroom and threw up in the toilet bowl. <br /> <br /> The next morning, Raegan went to work on time. <br /> <br /> Mitchel had tried to get her to stop working after they got married. Stubbornly, she insisted on making her own money. <br /> <br /> Mitchel didn't kick against her decision, but he asked her to work as his assistant, helping him with the daily chores. <br /> <br /> The head assistant, Matteo Jenkins was left to take care of the major affairs Mitchel had. <br /> <br /> Matteo was the only Dixon Group employee who knew about their marriage. <br /> <br /> Since inception, only male assistants were hired for the president's office. Reagan was the first and only female. Her employment broke the protocol. As a result, other workers couldn't help but wonder if she was involved with Mitchel. <br /> <br /> It took a while before they realized that Mitchel never gave Raegan special treatment. Strangely, this made them despise her even more. <br /> <br /> After all, no one would last long in anything while taking advantage of their looks.<br /> <br /> At this time, one of Raegan's colleagues handed her a document and ordered her to take it to Mitchel's office. <br /> <br /> Mitchel didn't return home last night. Raegan was so worried that she didn't sleep at all. <br /> <br /> All she kept thinking about was the woman who answered his phone when she called. What was her relationship with Mitchel?<br /> <br /> Raegan already knew the answer to that, but she was still in denial. <br /> <br /> It was difficult for her to come to terms with that fact. <br /> <br /> Raegan tried to remain calm now. She reasoned that no matter what happened, she deserved a result that would be rewarding for all the years she spent loving Mitchel. This couldn't be all for nothing, right? <br /> <br /> She pressed the elevator button calmly and went up to the president's office. Before she walked out of the elevator, she smoothed her hair to make sure she looked good. <br /> <br /> She had arrived at the office, only to see that the door was ajar. A man's voice came. She halted instantly. <br /> <br /> "Come on, man! Do you have any feelings for Raegan or not?"<br /> <br /> The voice belonged to Luis Stevens, a childhood friend of Mitchel's. <br /> <br /> "What do you mean exactly?" Mitchel asked in a cold voice. <br /> <br /> "You know exactly what I mean!" Luis clicked his tongue impatiently and added, "I think Raegan is a good girl. Isn't she your type?"<br /> <br /> "Do you want me to hand her over to you?" Mitchel asked carelessly. <br /> <br /> "You know what, forget it!"<br /> <br /> The scornful laughter of Luis sounded particularly harsh in Raegan's ears. <br /> <br /> They were talking about her as if she were an object. <br /> <br /> Raegan took a deep breath and tightened her grip on the document. <br /> <br /> Soon, Luis's voice was heard again. <br /> <br /> "By the way, I saw the gossip news about Lauren's mysterious boyfriend this morning. That was you, right?"<br /> <br /> "Yes."<br /> <br /> "Well, well, well! That woman still has you wrapped around her little finger. You always want to please her."<br /> <br /> Luis sighed and continued to tease Mitchel. "As the old saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder. Tell me, did you two..."<br /> <br /> Their conversation was like a thunder exploding over Raegan's head. <br /> <br /> Her face turned pale and her body was as cold as ice. <br /> <br /> The woman was indeed Lauren! <br /> <br /> Absence made the heart grow fonder! <br /> <br /> Every word drove a knife into her heart. <br /> <br /> Several whispering voices filled her head at this time. She suddenly felt light-headed. Her vision became blurry. <br /> <br /> She held the wall and took a step backward. Suddenly, the door was opened from inside. <br /> <br /> "Raegan?"<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Chapter 2 One-sided Love<br /> <br /> Luis was the one who opened the door. It appeared he was on his way out. <br /> <br /> Raegan balled her hands, turned to him, and nodded. "Hey, Mr. Stevens!"<br /> <br /> Without waiting for him to respond to her greeting, she walked past him and entered the office with the document. <br /> <br /> Mitchel was seated behind a large luxurious desk. In an expensive suit and matching tie, he looked particularly handsome. <br /> <br /> Raegan noticed it wasn't the same suit he had on when he left home last night. How did he get changed? <br /> <br /> With her eyes lowered, she swallowed that question and said instead, "Mr. Dixon, this is from the Marketing Department. Please sign it."<br /> <br /> Mitchel was expressionless as he signed the document at a glance. <br /> <br /> Raegan walked out the door as soon as he handed the document back to her. Luis was still standing at the threshold. <br /> <br /> It wasn't until she went out of sight that Luis turned to Mitchel and said in a hushed tone, "Do you think she heard us?"<br /> <br /> Mitchel's appealing eyes were expressionless at the moment. Obviously, he wasn't paying attention to what Luis was saying. <br /> <br /> To Mitchel, Raegan had always been docile and never felt jealous of anyone. <br /> <br /> Her strict obedience was all Mitchel demanded from her in exchange for treating her well. <br /> <br /> In the elevator. <br /> <br /> Raegan held her breath just to hold back her tears. Unfortunately, it didn't work. <br /> <br /> She had thought two years would be enough for Mitchel to realize how much she loved him and reciprocate her love. <br /> <br /> Now, it turned out that was just a pipe dream. <br /> <br /> She realized she would always play second fiddle to Lauren, Mitchel's true love. <br /> <br /> Reagan wiped her tears when the elevator halted. Save for her pale face, she looked normal when the doors opened. <br /> <br /> She dragged herself to the break room, intending to make herself a cup of tea. <br /> <br /> Several employees were chatting inside. <br /> <br /> "Guys, have you heard? Lauren Murray is back."<br /> <br /> "And who is that?"<br /> <br /> "Oh, my! You don't know her? Lauren is the heiress of the Murray Group as well as a world-class designer. Most importantly, she's the only girlfriend Mr. Dixon has ever shown off in public. She's his first love!"<br /> <br /> "Why is her return such a big deal? Isn't it rumored that there is something between Mr. Dixon and Raegan?"<br /> <br /> "Raegan? She's nothing to Mr. Dixon. Mr. Dixon never admitted that he was dating her. And that is no surprise to me. After all, look at her. She's not even that beautiful. Yet, she behaves as if she's already Mrs. Dixon. What a fool!"<br /> <br /> Standing at the door, Raegan smiled with self-mockery as she listened to them. It turned out everyone else saw the truth except her. <br /> <br /> The love was one-sided. <br /> <br /> "Ha-ha, have you finally woken up from your wild dream, Raegan?"<br /> <br /> A voice of mockery suddenly came from behind. Raegan turned around to see Tessa Lloyd, Mitchel's cousin, who had always despised her. <br /> <br /> Tessa must have also heard the employees gossiping. <br /> <br /> The last thing Raegan wanted to do now was argue with Tessa in the company. She turned to leave, but Tessa blocked her way. <br /> <br /> With a cup of coffee in her hand, Tessa uttered sarcastically, "Lauren is back now. Do you think Mitchel will still give you any attention?"<br /> <br /> Raegan said nothing to that. <br /> <br /> Seconds later, Tessa continued the ridicule. "Maybe it’s time for you to seek out another man, you pathetic fool."<br /> <br /> Raegan clenched her fists and said coldly, "Ms. Lloyd, if you are interested in that kind of thing, feel free to pursue it yourself."<br /> <br /> "You..."<br /> <br /> Raegan's retort made Tessa's face change. <br /> <br /> The next second, Tessa raised her hand and emptied the cup of coffee on Raegan. <br /> <br /> Raegan didn't think for a second that Tessa would do something so crazy. She held up her arms just to block the liquid from her face. In no time, the coffee drenched her clothes. <br /> <br /> Raegan frowned. "What did you do that for? Are you out of your mind?"<br /> <br /> It was lunch break and many employees were free to watch the drama. Tessa was even more complacent when she saw growing onlookers. <br /> <br /> She put on a mean-girl look as she said, "What makes you so smug every day, huh? Do you seriously think that others don't know you are just an orphan? The nerve of..."<br /> <br /> Tessa was silenced by Raegan’s shove. <br /> <br /> Her jaw dropped to the floor. She had never expected that Raegan, who was so quiet and timid, would shove her. <br /> <br /> Tessa stuttered, "You... You pushed me? How dare you!"<br /> <br /> Raegan eyed her and replied, "Yes, I did! It seems you need to be taught simple politeness."<br /> <br /> Indeed, she lost her parents when she was a child. But that didn't mean she would allow someone to walk over her for it. <br /> <br /> Wrinkles appeared on Tessa's face as she frowned in anger. As Mitchel's cousin, she was used to being fawned over and respected. This was the first time she had been treated like this. <br /> <br /> Tessa charged at Raegan like a raging bull, poised to retaliate. <br /> <br /> This time, Raegan was fully prepared for what was coming. She grabbed Tessa's wrist so that the latter couldn't move another inch. <br /> <br /> Tessa was shorter than Raegan. As a result, she struggled like an octopus that had one of its tentacles stuck in a fishing trap. <br /> <br /> Tessa cursed angrily, "How dare you put your hands on me? Who do you think you are?"<br /> <br /> These harsh words attracted more people to the break room. <br /> <br /> "That's enough!"<br /> <br /> Out of the blue, a baritone came from behind. Mitchel had left his office and ran into this hullabaloo. <br /> <br /> The entire room fell silent. <br /> <br /> "Mitchel?" Tessa's blood ran cold at the sight of Mitchel. She had always been scared of him. Her mother also warned her against provoking him. <br /> <br /> But when she remembered that Raegan humiliated her, she put on a pitiful expression and sobbed. "Mitchel, she bullied me."<br /> <br /> The sunlight from outside fell on Mitchel's handsome face. <br /> <br /> Raegan felt so grieved all of a sudden, and lowered her head to look at her clothes which were soaked with coffee. <br /> <br /> Their gaze met in the air. With a deep frown, Mitchel looked at Raegan and said, "Raegan, have you forgotten the rules of the company?"<br /> <br /> His ruthlessness made Raegan's breathing cease. She couldn't believe her ears. <br /> <br /> No one dared to make a sound at this moment. <br /> <br /> Raegan just stood straight there with her slender figure. <br /> <br /> When she got employed here, Mitchel had told her that the Dixon Group wasn't a place for her to mess around and that he would not tolerate her making any mistakes. <br /> <br /> Raegan could understand why he took this stand. <br /> <br /> However, at this moment, she was desperate to know whether Mitchel had heard those hard words Tessa scolded her or he was just pretending not to have heard because he agreed to those words. <br /> <br /> Was she truly insignificant to him?<br /> <br /> Scared to death by Mitchel's rage, the crowd soon dispersed. A few employees were bold enough to peep from a distance, unwilling to miss the good show. <br /> <br /> Mitchel's cold eyes made Raegan shiver from head to toe. <br /> <br /> Raegan pinched her palm to suppress her emotions as she looked at Tessa. <br /> <br /> "I'm sorry, Ms. Lloyd. As an employee of the Dixon Group, it was wrong of me to have offended you."<br /> <br /> Eyeing Raegan, Tessa raised her chin complacently. "Humph! Don't think you'll be let off the hook just by making a simple apology. I don't buy..."<br /> <br /> "The offence has nothing to do with the company. Personally, I refuse to apologize to you. Now, if you'd excuse me," Raegan chimed in. <br /> <br /> She then walked past Mitchel without sparing him another look. <br /> <br /> "You..."<br /> <br /> Tessa's face turned blue after hearing what Raegan said. <br /> <br /> Never in her years of being alive had she been so humiliated. She was always the bully, not the victim! <br /> <br /> The humiliation was so much that scolding Raegan wouldn't appease her anger. <br /> <br /> Pointing in Raegan's direction, Tessa shouted, "Mitchel, did you hear what that woman just said? She humiliated me, yet she's still so arrogant. Call her back. I have to teach her some manners!"<br /> <br /> Mitchel, staring at Raegan's thin back, had an ambiguous expression at this moment. <br /> <br /> "Enough!" he said coldly, raising his hand. <br /> <br /> As someone who lived and breathed drama and cruelty, Tessa didn't think Mitchel was partial to Raegan just now. She assumed that Mitchel didn't care about Raegan at all. <br /> <br /> Tessa gritted her teeth and said viciously, "Next time, I'll get someone to teach her a lesson."<br /> <br /> "Tessa!" Mitchel's tone and squint made it a reproof. <br /> <br /> Tessa trembled at once. <br /> <br /> With a somber face, Mitchel said, "I'll only say it once. Forget about what happened here today. Leave Raegan alone."<br /> <br /> The aura he exuded made her tongue go dry. All the vicious ideas she had in store against Raegan disappeared in an instant. <br /> <br /> She stammered, "Ok... Okay, got it..."<br /> <br /> Mitchel cast a cold glance at her and spoke to Matteo. "Irrelevant people wouldn't be allowed in here from today onwards."<br /> <br /> Without catching the drift, Tessa flattered Mitchel. "Nice call. This is a top company. Not everyone gains access in here."<br /> <br /> Matteo nodded to Mitchel and then walked over to Tessa. He gestured to the exit. "Ms. Lloyd, this way, please."<br /> <br /> It wasn't until this moment that Tessa realized that she was the irrelevant person Mitchel just mentioned. She tried to speak to him, but Matteo blocked her way. The security guards then escorted her out. <br /> <br /> They showed her no mercy. Her struggle was useless. <br /> <br /> Meanwhile, Raegan got changed when she returned to her office. <br /> <br /> Her heart was filled with sadness as she thought of how Mitchel looked at her minutes ago. <br /> <br /> Closing hour soon rolled by. <br /> <br /> Raegan took her bag and headed for the exit. However, Matteo stopped her. <br /> <br /> He said, "Mr. Dixon has something urgent to deal with, so he asked me to drive you home."<br /> <br /> Raegan declined the ride without thinking twice. <br /> <br /> She was blind before, but now she could see through the situation. <br /> <br /> In Mitchel's eyes, she was just a nobody. <br /> <br /> How could Mitchel agree to accompany her to visit her grandmother when he didn't even care about her? <br /> <br /> Upon arriving at the hospital, Raegan saw that the nurse was about to feed her grandmother dinner. Raegan took the job over and did it by herself. <br /> <br /> All her life, her grandmother had been living in the countryside, enjoying a quiet life. Everything changed last month when her routine medical checkup showed that she was in need of medical care. Raegan insisted on bringing her to the city for better treatment. <br /> <br /> Her grandmother wasn't aware of her marriage to Mitchel. <br /> <br /> Raegan had planned to surprise her today. But as it turned out, that was no longer necessary. <br /> <br /> Raegan waited for her grandmother to fall asleep before she left. She walked out of the hospital and waited for a taxi. <br /> <br /> In the distance, a black luxury car pulled into the entrance of the hospital. <br /> <br /> Raegan's eyes lit up when she saw it. She recognized that car as Mitchel's. <br /> <br /> Did he come to pick her up? <br /> <br /> At this moment, she forgot all the pain she had been feeling. <br /> <br /> Were her thoughts about him all wrong? Did he care for her, contrary to the gossip? <br /> <br /> The door of the driver's side opened and Mitchel got out. <br /> <br /> Raegan started walking toward him with her heart brimming with joy. <br /> <br /> Suddenly, she stopped dead in her tracks. <br /> <br /> Mitchel had just walked over to the other side and carried a woman out of the car. <br /> <br /> Worry and compassion were written all over his handsome face. <br /> <br /> This wiped the smile on Raegan's face. Her heart sank. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> Chapter 3 Let's Divorce<br /> <br /> Mitchel's tall and straight figure got closer and closer to Raegan. And then, without saying a word, he strode past Raegan. <br /> <br /> It was hard to tell if Mitchel saw Raegan or just ignored her. <br /> <br /> Regardless, Raegan noticed that the woman in his arms was the same one who had been photographed with him yesterday. <br /> <br /> She was Lauren. <br /> <br /> Raegan's shoes felt like they were made of lead as she walked away. <br /> <br /> She lost all awareness of her surroundings. She got into a taxi absentmindedly. <br /> <br /> Suddenly, the driver uttered, "Ma'am, where to?"<br /> <br /> Raegan was stunned for a moment. <br /> <br /> She didn't want to go back to Serenity Villas. It was only a matter of time before that place stopped being her home. <br /> <br /> After a while, she replied, "Please take me to Crystal Bay."<br /> <br /> She had purchased an apartment at Crystal Bay after getting married to Mitchel. <br /> <br /> At the time, she had hopes of bringing her grandmother to the city, so she bought the apartment on mortgage. It wasn't that big, but it had more than enough space for two people. <br /> <br /> Mitchel didn't understand why she wanted to buy an apartment. He offered to give her a bigger one, but she declined. <br /> <br /> Looking back now, she realized that buying that apartment was the only wise decision she had ever made in the last two years. <br /> <br /> When she arrived at the apartment complex, Raegan sat in the park alone, trying to cool herself down. <br /> <br /> The memories of the past two years were bittersweet. <br /> <br /> Two years had passed in the blink of an eye even though it was more than seven hundred days and nights. <br /> <br /> Love could move mountains, they said. <br /> <br /> Yet, her love didn't move that stone of a man. She finally realized what a fool she had been. She had been making herself a laughingstock in front of everyone. <br /> <br /> It was already late in the night before Raegan finally decided to go into her apartment. <br /> <br /> As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw Mitchel standing in front of the door. <br /> <br /> His sleeves were rolled up casually, and the top buttons of his shirt were undone, which revealed his long neck and part of his collarbone. He was leaning on the wall by the door, his handsome face straight. <br /> <br /> Raegan froze for a moment. <br /> <br /> Why was he here? Didn't she see him at the hospital with Lauren? What brought him here? <br /> <br /> Their eyes met. With his coat draped over his arm and one of his hands in his pocket, Mitchel squinted at her. <br /> <br /> "Why didn't you answer the phone?" he asked, sounding a little grumpy like someone who hadn't slept in a long time. <br /> <br /> Raegan took out her phone and saw she had accidentally put it on DND. <br /> <br /> There were five missed calls from Mitchel. <br /> <br /> This marked the first time in their two-year marriage. <br /> <br /> Mitchel blew up her phone because he couldn't find her? Surprising! <br /> <br /> Before today, she would have been overjoyed by this. People would've thought she won the lottery. <br /> <br /> But now, she just threw her phone back into her bag, folded her arms, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't hear it ring."<br /> <br /> Mitchel raised his hand to check the time on the watch, and said impatiently, "I've been looking for you for two hours."<br /> <br /> After arranging everything for Lauren, he returned home to find an empty house. He looked for Raegan everywhere. When he couldn't find her, he asked Matteo to check the surveillance footage of all the roads that led away from the company. <br /> <br /> He later found out that Raegan went to Crystal Bay without telling him. <br /> <br /> "Next time, tell me when you are coming here, okay? Let's go home now." After that, Mitchel walked toward the elevator without sparing her another glance. <br /> <br /> He meant to go back to Serenity Villas. <br /> <br /> Raegan didn't move an inch. She just stared at his broad back and pondered reluctantly. <br /> <br /> Would they have a future? <br /> <br /> Mitchell turned around, only to see that Raegan hadn't taken a single step. He frowned and asked, "Can't you walk? Do you want me to carry you instead?"<br /> <br /> The light in the corridor illuminated his face, making his side profile almost impeccable. <br /> <br /> Raegan took a deep breath and said, "Let's divorce."<br /> <br /> "What do you mean?"<br /> <br /> Mitchel's voice was cold, and his handsome face changed immediately. <br /> <br /> "I want to move into my own place. After all, we will be strangers soon."<br /> <br /> Raegan forced a smile, but her heart was aching as if someone was tearing it apart bit by bit. <br /> <br /> "We will be strangers?"<br /> <br /> Mitchel smiled coldly. "Raegan, what do you think our relationship is now?"<br /> <br /> His questioning left Raegan stunned for a moment. <br /> <br /> Mitchel had made it very clear to her from the very beginning. This facade of their marriage had happened by mutual agreement. There was no love. In the eyes of others, they were nothing more than just a superior and a subordinate. <br /> <br /> Mitchel was quite the catch in Ardlens. Many young ladies longed for his love and were even willing to throw themselves at him. <br /> <br /> His question just now reminded her of that fact. Was he afraid that she wouldn't let him go that easily? If that was the case, he couldn't be more wrong... <br /> <br /> After biting her lower lip to conceal her bitterness, Raegan said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Dixon. I was giving it too much thought. Anyway, please leave me alone from now on. You don't have to come here again."<br /> <br /> After saying that, Raegan couldn't help but burst into tears. <br /> <br /> How could she not be sad when she was cutting ties with the man she had loved for a decade? It was such a long time. <br /> <br /> Regardless of how difficult it was, she knew it was time to let go. <br /> <br /> It was high time she stopped being a fool. <br /> <br /> Strangely, the light in the corridor began flickering. <br /> <br /> The deathly stare Mitchel was giving Raegan right now made the atmosphere seem like the moment before an attack in a horror movie. <br /> <br /> Although he understood that Raegan sometimes could throw a tantrum, he felt that she had just crossed the line now. <br /> <br /> His eyes shone like blazing torches at this moment. But when he saw the tears in her eyes, the rage inside him extinguished in an instant. He said in a low voice, "If this is about what happened between you and Tessa, I..."<br /> <br /> "No, this isn't about her. Mr. Dixon, please leave now."<br /> <br /> A lot of things happened between them. And the incident with Tessa didn't come close to any. <br /> <br /> Raegan felt exhausted. She passed by Mitchel and was about to open the door. <br /> <br /> Yet, Mitchel was displeased with her stubbornness. <br /> <br /> He loosened his tie irritably. He then took a step forward and grabbed her wrist. <br /> <br /> "Stop this, will you?"<br /> <br /> A second later, he put his arm around her shoulder and pulled her into his arms. <br /> <br /> He instantly realized that she was burning up like someone who had been set on fire. <br /> <br /> "You have a fever?"<br /> <br /> Raegan felt dizzy. She rested her head on his chest weakly. <br /> <br /> This made the whole situation complicated. <br /> <br /> Reagan was slow to catch that. When she finally realized that her body was too close to his, she put her hands against his chest and tried to pull back. <br /> <br /> Before she could escape, Mitchel pulled her back and held her by the waist. With a cold face, he said in a low voice, "Where do you think you are going?"<br /> <br /> The light flickered again. Out of the blue, Mitchel lifted her up. <br /> <br /> He then headed for the elevator. <br /> <br /> In a daze, Raegan asked softly, "What are you doing?"<br /> <br /> "What does it look like I am doing?" Mitchel remarked. "Taking you to the hospital, of course."<br /> <br /> "No way!" Raegan cried out in surprise and seemed to regain more strength. <br /> <br /> Mitchel might find out about her condition if they went to the hospital.<br /> <br /> Raegan struggled to get out of Mitchel's arms. However, his tight grip made her efforts fruitless. <br /> <br /> "Don't be so stubborn. You are sick, so you must see the doctor," Mitchel said firmly. <br /> <br /> He walked to the elevator with her in his arms. At this moment, Raegan's heart was thumping so hard that it could jump out of her chest. She flailed in protest. <br /> <br /> "Put me down! 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1,870,949	/src/Template/Ads/index.ctp (line 281) null	No	2024-06-08 03:24	active	964	1175904083591818	Read Next Chapter Now👉The Hockey Alpha was My Childhood Sweetheart	💔💔💔My boyfriend cheated on me with my best friend on my birthday. After I confronted him, he said I was just a weak wolfless anomaly who brought shame to him. With a broken heart, I ran into a bar and tried to numb my pain with wine. <br /> The next day, I woke up on a bed in a hotel room with a naked muscular stranger beside me. <br /> Just as I was about to sneak out of the hotel room, he stopped me.<br /> "You don't remember me?" he frowned. <br /> I stared at his blue eyes and realized who he was. <br /> "You are Lucas, the school's hockey captain," I gasped. <br /> "That's all? Think harder!" he said, hurt laced his voice. <br /> It was then I realized he was my childhood best friend! <br /> --------------------------------<br /> Wolfless, I became the loser and anomaly everyone despised. The mean girls in school used all means to bully me. <br /> “Look who it is!” a familiar voice sneered, making me freeze in my tracks.<br /> I didn’t even have to turn around as Jessica and all her followers surrounded me with malicious smiles.<br /> “We were just talking about you,” one of the followers giggled under her breath.<br /> My heart raced.<br /> Jessica plastered the fakest smile I had ever seen on her face. “Did you just confess your love to our hockey capitan Lucas?”<br /> "What?" I stared at Jessica in disbelief, my heart racing in my chest.<br /> The weight of her words bore down on me, filling me with confusion.<br /> "We've heard the rumors," Jessica said, her voice filled with both amusement and superiority, as she casually pointed to her group of friends surrounding her. “You’ve been keeping yourself pretty busy today. Haven’t you, Shana?”<br /> All of her minions stood there, smirks etched across their faces.<br /> Shadow High was a hub of gossip and rumors where whispers spread quickly.<br /> Every week there seemed to be a different story that students focused on.<br /> But as an outsider, I had always remained on the outskirts, unaware of the intricate network of information swirling around me.<br /> I had no friends, after all. There was no one to gossip with.<br /> "What rumor?" I asked in a barely audible voice, feeling a sense of unease creeping up my spine.<br /> Rolling her eyes, Jessica took out her phone from her pocket, a wicked smile playing on her lips. “Don’t even pretend like you don’t know. We’ve all seen the evidence.”<br /> She shoved the screen in front of my face, revealing a photo of me at the hockey rink, desperately calling out to Lucas.<br /> My heart sank as I realized how bad this looked on my part.<br /> It became evident that the hockey players were behind this cruel act.<br /> They had captured that vulnerable moment and shared it throughout the school via various group chats, ensuring everyone in the school would be able to see it.<br /> But that’s not what I was doing! I wanted to shout. This is all so wrong!<br /> As I read one of the text messages displayed on Jessica's phone, a wave of humiliation washed over me.<br /> "LOL Shana just confessed her love to Alpha Lucas! Does she think she has a chance? She's WOLFLESS and the school's biggest LOSER. How pathetic!"<br /> Jessica's laughter echoed in my ears, intensifying the pain caused by those hurtful words. "Seriously, Shana, what were you thinking? You and Lucas? You're not even worthy of being in the same league as him."<br /> Each word burned me and felt like a knife piercing deeper into my already wounded spirit.<br /> "He's an Alpha, and you're just a nobody," Jessica continued, her voice filled with scorn, an arrogant smirk on her face. "He would never lower himself to be associated with someone like you."<br /> Her friends nodded in agreement; their faces twisted with disdain.<br /> “Yeah, just take a look in the mirror!” one of them said.<br /> “Lucas would never fall for a girl who is damaged goods,” another one of them said.<br /> I allowed their insults to go through one ear, and out the other.<br /> Hearing that they thought I was fragile was nothing new. They’ve been calling me the wolfless freak all school year.<br /> So, amidst their torment, as usual, I tried to protect the remnants of my shattered self-esteem in my mind.<br /> I am just different. I will find my own way in this world.<br /> I’ll appear unbothered by their cruel words and menacing stares because I’m not the weak girl they think I am.<br /> But that encouragement quickly faded when one of Jessica's friends noticed the diary clutched tightly in my trembling hands.<br /> "Wait, is that a diary?" the friend jeered, pointing mockingly at my cherished possession. "You still keep a diary?"<br /> Their mocking laughter reverberated through the cafeteria, intensifying my feelings of isolation and vulnerability.<br /> The weight of their mockery threatened to crush me, but I mustered the strength to step back, desperately trying to shield myself from their taunts.<br /> “Just leave me alone,” I said with as much courage as I could.<br /> Unaffected by my plea, Jessica lunged forward, attempting to grab the diary from my grasp.<br /> Swiftly sidestepping, I managed to avoid her, protecting the sanctuary of my private thoughts.<br /> I cannot let Jessica see my diary. It recorded everything that happened with my mother and all the things Jessica and other students did to me. It held words I used to encourage myself throughout the years being branded the “wolfless weirdo”.<br /> My emotions and tears will not bring them any compassion. If anything, it will invite even more mocking from Jessica.<br /> "You can't hide your feelings for Lucas from me," Jessica sneered, annoyance evident in her voice as she closed the distance between us. "I know what it's like. You see, Lucas and I were very close. He's my ex-boyfriend, and I'm pretty sure he still can't forget all the... enjoyable times we had together."<br /> A lump formed in my throat, and I swallowed hard, shocked by the revelation that Lucas had once been involved with Jessica.<br /> The only person in this school that I thought could possibly respect me, might be no different from Jessica.<br /> My illusions shattered into a thousand pieces as the ground beneath me seemed to crumble.<br /> Desperation flooded my veins, urging me to resist.<br /> Shaking my head, I tightened my grip on the diary, clutching it protectively against my chest.<br /> "No," I managed to whisper, my voice trembling with defiance.<br /> I stood my ground, refusing to yield to their demands.<br /> But as I looked into Jessica's menacing eyes, I realized I was no longer just an outcast; I was now at the mercy of their horrible whims.<br /> Jessica took another step forward, her fingers curling around the delicate crystal necklace hanging from my neck.<br /> With a sudden jerk, she pulled hard, tearing the necklace away from me, and severing the fragile thread that connected me to my mother's memory.<br /> My neck stung with an ache as shock and anger surged through me, igniting a fierce determination.<br /> "Give me that back!" I shouted, my voice quivering with a mix of fury and desperation.<br /> My mother’s necklace meant so much to me. It was one of the few things of hers that I had left, and she had given it to me to keep and cherish.<br /> Seeing the necklace in Jessica’s hands made my blood boil.<br /> She wasn’t worthy enough to be holding onto that.<br /> Carelessly, Jessica tossed the necklace to one of her friends, who caught it with a triumphant grin.<br /> They started playing a twisted game of keep-away, tossing the necklace between them each time I tried to retrieve it, reveling in my anguish.<br /> Every failed attempt to reclaim my mother's precious necklace heightened the pain that threatened to consume me.<br /> Tears welled up in my eyes, blurring my vision, as their teasing weighed me down.<br /> I didn’t want to cry, but I couldn’t help the inescapable feeling.<br /> I realized the cruel reality that I had become a victim of their relentless bullying.<br /> And they would never stop.<br /> The more I resisted, the more they enjoyed my suffering, and the louder their laughter became.<br /> I blamed myself for this situation, regret gnawing at my heart.<br /> If only I had ignored their questions about Lucas, maybe this torment could have been avoided.<br /> Maybe I could’ve walked away, and they would’ve left me alone?<br /> But then again, when had they ever decided to leave me alone and not torture me?<br /> Exactly, never.<br /> And now, I was stripped of my dignity and my mother's necklace.<br /> Uncertainty engulfed me.<br /> Would I ever get my diary and my necklace back? The items that rightfully belonged to me.<br /> Suddenly, the necklace flew through the air and landed in the hands of someone else.<br /> Startled, I turned around, ready to retrieve the necklace, only to collide chest-first with the person who had caught it.<br /> "Please, give me that back," I pleaded.<br /> "This is yours?"<br /> Hearing that familiar voice, I looked up, my teary eyes meeting a pair of deep ocean-blue eyes radiating an inexplicable warmth.<br /> It was Lucas.<br /> "If I see any of you bully Shana again, I will rip your head off," Lucas‘s voice echoed in the cafeteria, making everyone whimper with fear.	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