Chapter 4
Chapter 4
In the mirror, Claire’s twisted face appeared as her manicured hand grabbed a fistful of Mia’s hair.
SLAP!
Mia couldn’t dodge in time and took the hit full force.
Claire’s sharp nails scraped across Mia’s pale cheek, leaving a bright red scratch.
Claire stared at her for a long moment, then suddenly started laughing.
“Who do you think you are, you bitch? Making me look like an idiot in there.”
She grabbed Mia’s chin and forced her to back up against the wall.
“I thought you knew your place, but turns out the trashy girl from the projects still thinks she can land a prince?”
Mia used all her strength to break free, prying Claire’s fingers off one by one.
“Miss Whitmore, I promised I’d keep my word-”
CRACK!
Before she could finish, Claire suddenly raised her left hand and slashed at the mirror with her massive pink diamond ring.
The glass shattered instantly.
Sharp pieces rained down on Mia, cutting her as blood started flowing.
Seeing Mia covered in blood, Claire smiled viciously.
“That’s what happens when you piss me off.”
She picked up a glass shard and dragged it across her own arm, then hurled it at Mia.
The moment Claire’s scream pierced the air, Sebastian came running and pulled her into his arms.
His tall frame wrapped around her protectively.
“What happened?”
“It’s nothing…” Claire cried pitifully. “It’s my fault. I almost ruined Pierce Corp, so Miss Brooks was mad at me. I deserved it…”
Sebastian’s ice-cold stare landed on Mia, his whole body radiating fury.
“Mia, Pierce Corp has nothing to do with you. Stop causing trouble.”
“I didn’t-she’s lying…”
“Still making excuses!” His eyes blazed with anger.
“She’s a pampered rich girl. Where would she get the strength to smash mirrors? You grew up in that rough neighborhood-is this the kind of crap you learned there?”
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Mia stood frozen in place, staring at the shallow out on Cian
everywhere.
She suddenly started laughing.
As she laughed, salty tears mixed with the blood on her cuts, the pain ripping through her chest.
Mia remembered when she’d scraped her knee raw delivering food in the rain, trying to make extra money.
Back then, it was Sebastian’s tears that had fallen on her wound.
He’d whispered softly:
“Mia, I’m gonna make it big someday. You’ll never have to suffer like this again.”
Sebastian had made it big. And she’d suffered enough.
The man who used to be so calm and controlled now threw her under the bus over and over again-all for Claire.
“Miss Brooks, Mr. Pierce asked me to take you to the hospital.”
His assistant bowed politely.
Mia didn’t make a fuss. She just nodded silently.
Before leaving Sebastian, she should learn how to take care of herself.
Inside the Maybach, violet scent filled the air-Claire’s favorite.
The mini-fridge was stocked with seasonal fruits Claire loved.
“Miss Brooks,” the driver said awkwardly while she zoned out, “the cashmere star-pattern floor mats were custom-made for Miss Whitmore. Please try not to get blood on them.”
Mia’s face went pale as she awkwardly pulled her bleeding legs away from the floor.
Lying in the hospital bed, she stared blankly at the ceiling.
The same guy who used to swallow his pride and help her call out prices at the fish market now thought she was dirty.
She buried her face in the pillow, hiding her tears.
The door creaked open.
Sebastian walked in with a bouquet of jasmine flowers, setting them by her bedside.
Then he pulled out a bag of roasted chestnuts from his jacket and pressed it into her hands.
The warm steam fogged up her eyes.
“From that place you love.” He broke the silence first.
“Try them. See if they still taste the same.”
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Mia didn’t answer, just explained hoarsely:
“In court, I didn’t mean to interrupt. I just couldn’t stand watching your hard work get destroyed.”
“And…” her voice cracked, “I really didn’t hurt Claire.”
Even if she was leaving, she wanted to go with a clear name.
“I know.”
Sebastian suddenly wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close.
“I know everything.”
