Winning the Heir Who Bullied Me
Chapter 44
“Why would I do that?” She looks at Nathan in false panic. “Natey, are you going to stand there and watch this?”
Almost immediately, I feel Nathan grip my hand and firmly pull it away from Valerie’s collar. “That’s enough, April. I caught May here and
no one else.”
I look up at him indignantly. “You can’t be serious!”
He sighs. “April-”
“She manipulated you once already, and you’re going to let her manipulate you again?” I screech.
Valerie gasps. “Manipulate? I would never dream of manipulating anyone.”
I turn back to her. “Oh really, how about you tell Nathan who made the knee brace, you thieving bitch!”
Valerie’s eyes widen. “Whatever are you talking about?”
The girls watching whisper among themselves, and I can see their eyes alight with the endorphins the drama gives them–all except Eliza. who’s crying softly by the door.
“That’s it,” Nathan snaps. “Everyone to their rooms. Now.”
A loud cackle explodes from me, bitter and incredulous. “Why? You don’t want them to know the truth about the sabotaging thief?!”
“April!” Valerie gasps in shock.
“Everyone. Out. Now.” Nathan grits out.
Everyone turns around and walks away, Eliza included, who shoots me a sad look before she leaves with the rest.
That leaves Nathan, me, May, and Valerie.
The she–devil sighs when everyone is gone. “Now, April, I hope we can sort all this out, I can’t bear any animosity between us caused by a silly misunderstanding.”
“You too, Valerie,” Nathan grits out.
This time, her shock looks genuine. “What? Nath-”
“Get out!”
She flinches, and she’s unable to school her expression anymore, so the venomous look she gives me is plain as day for all to see.
“Bitch,” I hiss as she leaves.
Nathan sighs when she’s gone. He runs his hands through his hair and looks down at May.
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Chapter 44
“Did anyone put you up to this?”
Her head is down, and she doesn’t look up when she shakes it.
“Really?” I snap. “Valerie didn’t hint that since you were already eliminated, you could help her take out the competition?”
She stiffens, and I know I’ve hit the nail on the head, but then she shakes her head again.
“Go back to your room,” Nathan says quietly. “Before you leave tomorrow, you’ll have a meeting with the legal team.”
May’s head snaps up, and fresh tears start again. “Please,” she starts to beg afresh.
“Leave,” he insists.
Sniffling, she stands to her feet. She turns to me, and I would feel bad for her if it weren’t for a piece of my dress stuck in her hair.
“I’m s–so s–sorry, April,” she stammers out.
“I hope whatever shallow, fake little friendship you think you have with Valerie was worth it,” I spit.
She doesn’t answer that and just turns on her heels and trudges out of the drawing room.
Nathan and I are the only ones left in the room.
He sighs heavily. “April-”
“What were you doing here?”
“I was up working, and I realized I left an important document from when I was here earlier. I came up and found May with the scissors. She really was the only one here, April.”
I look up at Nathan then. He looks troubled. Because of what happened to me?
“You can’t accuse Valerie without evidence.”
Oh, that’s why.
“Because she’s a St Claire?” I ask. “Because my family doesn’t own companies and have sway in the media. Because it’s okay for me to be
a victim, but a St Claire being addressed as the perpetrator is abominable, right, Mr. ‘I hate liars‘?”
He sighs. “April.”
“Four cars,” I whisper.
Nathan falters. “What?”
I fall to the floor on my dress. “Have four cars ready for tomorrow, not three,” I clarify, gathering the fabric of my dress.
“I’m leaving.”
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Winning the Heir Who Bullied Me
