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It wasn’t just that I didn’t like Charles, I planned to report his sorry ass to Harold Whitmore and
make sure he got a proper scolding from the old man.
I turned on my heel, not wasting another second on this disgusting couple.
But Bianca Sterling wasn’t done.
She grabbed the bag I’d just bought.
“You want to leave, bitch? Leave the bag behind.”
Seriously? You’re robbing me now?
I yanked her wrist with force.
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She let out a sharp cry, and the bag slipped from her grip and landed back in my hand.
“I’ve never lost anything I set my eyes on. And I’m not about to start now.”
Tears welled in Bianca’s eyes as she turned to Charles. “Mr. Whitmore, she’s bullying me! You
can’t just stand there!”
I slapped her across the face.
“Say that word one more time and I’ll tear that filthy mouth right off your face.”
Some people just don’t learn until they’ve been taught with pain.
Bianca froze for a moment, then stumbled behind Charles, sobbing non–stop.
Charles pulled her into his arms protectively and glared at me.
“You laid a hand on my woman? You’re done.”
He barked at the bodyguards behind him. “Grab her. Teach that lunatic a lesson!”
I could handle myself, but I was outnumbered. I was quickly restrained by Charles’s private
security.
Bianca strutted up, high on power, and slapped me twice.
The pain burst across my cheek, my lip splitting with blood.
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She flexed her wrist smugly. “You slapped me? I’ll make it a hundred times back.”
Sympathy flickered in the crowd.
“She’s going to ruin that girl’s face…”
“Such a shame, she was gorgeous.”
“She had it coming. Everyone warned her not to mess with Bianca Sterling.”
I wasn’t stupid.
Bianca was clearly unhinged, and I wasn’t about to let her disfigure me just to prove a point.
“I’ll give you the bag,” I said quickly. “It’s yours. Consider it a gift.”
But Bianca hit me again.
“Pathetic. Think a damn handbag is enough to cool me down?”
Pain burned through my face, but I forced myself to stay composed.
“I’ll pay you,” I said. “Whatever you want. Just let me go.”
Her eyes lit up with greed.
“Fine. Give me fifteen million dollars, and I’ll let you walk.”
I didn’t even hesitate. “Deal. I’ll call my people right now.”
Charles burst out laughing.
“Do you even hear yourself? In Riverton, barely anyone can pull that kind of cash in ten minutes. Who the hell are you trying to fool?”
I held my rage in check. “Give me ten minutes. If the money isn’t here by then, I’m at your mercy.‘
“Ten minutes it is,” Bianca sneered.
She pulled out her phone and set a timer. “Everyone heard her. If the money doesn’t show up in ten minutes, I’m stripping her down right here for all of you.”
Laughter and jeers erupted all around me.
I finally managed to retrieve my phone and called the one person I knew wouldn’t let me down.
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“Yaya, how did the date go?” my dad asked warmly.
My eyes stung. “Dad… your daughter got hit.”
“What?! Who?! Do they have a death wish?!”
I quickly summarized what had happened.
“She said if I don’t have fifteen million in ten minutes, she’s going to destroy my face and strip me in public…”
His fury exploded through the phone. “Unbelievable. Evelyn, stay right there. I’m sending my men now!”
The moment I hung up, my heart settled.
I’d be fine.as long as Dad’s people showed up in time.
Bianca stared at her phone like a predator counting down the seconds.
With only ten left, she sneered at me again.
“Start stripping, sweethear
