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As Mark stood grounded before me, Sandra suddenly fell silent and the men re- spectfully took quick steps back.
Then before he said anything, he signaled for the bartender to come over. The lanky boy who seemed to be covering his shift, with his eyes wide, didn’t hesi-
tate to run to Mark.
“Good day, sir,” he bent his head in greeting, his hand firmly by his side. He seemed to be doing his best not to look my way. I didn’t blame him, he just watched me smash a bottle on a man’s head.
“Go to whoever your boss is and get every single person, apart from us, to get out of this bar. I’ll settle the bills.”
He bobbed his head eagerly, “Yes sir! Right away sir!” Then he turned and fled.
I reasoned why Mark would do that then I concluded that he had a point. We all came from well known families in elite society but I didn’t care. There is no
no one, apart from the employees at Atelier studios, really knew that I co owned the company, I didn’t really have any image to protect.
anything that leaks out of this ruckus will cause harm to my reputation. Si
Everything and everyone seemed to still, watching the customers of the bar file out – some rushed out while some did so very calmly as they looked our way, still interested in whatever drama was going to unfold.
Joel still knelt there clutching his head and Sandra knelt beside him while she
also watched the people leave the cafe. I took the opportunity of her unguarded
state and slapped her hard on her face. She fell back with a scream then in swift
motion, I straddled her and began to scratch at her face.
I didn’t need to be told anymore. I was sure she was the one that had
scratched Bella’s face, Joel didn’t have the nails to do that.
Sandra screamed and covered her face in tears. “You b**ch!” Her voice she
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screamed out crazily, “Get off me!”
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I made sure I made a cut or two apart from the bruises I’d inflicted on her face and n*eck. I suddenly felt strong arms wrap around my stomach and I was being pulled back.
“That’s enough, Sydney.” Mark’s words drifted to my ears as he forced me be-
hind him.
I pushed away from him, untangling his arms from around me.
Sandra scrambled to her feet, “You demented b**ch!” Her voice was hoarse with bitterness and hatred. “You dare to scratch my face!” Then her bitter gaze met mine and in a blur, she threw herself at me but Mark held her before she could
reach me.
“Have some courtesy and let them leave!” Mark’s voice was hard as he gritted out and nodded at the people still taking their time to leave.
“Let me go!” Sandra roughly pulled away from him, eyeing me. Then she turned to Joel, who still had his head in his hands, trying to stop it from bleeding. I eyed his bloody hands and seriously wished the impact of the hit on his head had knocked him unconscious.
“Look at her, Joel! Look at what she has done to my face!” Her l*ps trembled and her eyes glinted with unshed tears, “She dared to hit me and you just re- mained there, crouched there like some coward!”
By this time, all the people were already out of the bar, even the men behind us were gone and the door had been locked. Now it was just us.
Joel, hearing Sandra cries, struggled to get on his feet and no one even both- ered to assist him. He grunted as he swayed for a while, his eyelids half closed.
“You’re Grace’s friend?” He groaned out.
“What’s your business with that?”
“Mark! She hit me and you’re asking her a stupid question?!”
Sandra and I blurted out the same time.
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230 Vouchers He closed his eyes and groaned some more. Then he feebly shook his head and managed to look up and his gaze riveted to Mark, “Your wife almost killed. me Just now and now she’s attacking my girlfriend and you just remain there?”
Mark shrugged and when he spoke up, he surprised me with his words. “Every action Sydney takes always has a reason. I’m sure she isn’t just doing all of these just for the fun of it.”
Joel took a step back and looked at his friend like he was seeing him for the first time, “Are you for real right now? That’s all you have to say? You had better explain and apologize to her now or we won’t let it go.” He turned to me, “I swear you’ll rot in jail for this.”
I sneered, “You asshole! You’re really great, aren’t you? You have the nerve and cruelness to hold up your girlfriend and let your whore beat her up! And you still
have the nerve to threaten me. How low can you stoop?”
“Mark,” he clenched his jaw, then raised a bloody finger as his expression grew stern, “Talk to your wife. My girlfriend isn’t a whore!”
“She is!” I retorted back, daring him and Mark to do whatever they wanted to do.
“Don’t you dare address her as a whore again. Sandra here is my girlfriend, your friend might be the one who deserves that title.”
I drew back and stared at him with disbelief, I couldn’t believe Grace would fall
in love with a man like this. “You bastard! Your stupid girlfriend is the whore. You
think you’d beat my friend up and I would just sit back and watch without doing
anything?”
“No one beat her up,” he erupted, “Besides, you weren’t even there to see what
she did to my girlfriend.”
I eyed Sandra up and down. I stared at her impeccable dress and looked for a tear in it but there was none, her hair was straight like she just stepped out of a hair stylist shop. Neither were there any existing bruises on her face before the
ones I gave her.
“I don’t see any bite mark, I don’t see severe scratches on her face and she isn’t
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even in a hospital bed so what exactly did my friend do to you to prompt you to do what you did to her? She’s still laid in that hospital bed in need of sedatives to lul her to sleep and out of the misery you put her in!” I suddenly felt more infu- riated, “Are you even still a man or a coward? Why would you do that to a woman you love.”
He instinctively grasped his hair in frustration and immediately winced. “For f**k’s sake, Mark. Is there another language that your wife understands? Be- cause how many times do I have to tell her that Grace and I never dated! We
were just casual S*x partners but Grace seemed to want more and then she kept on pestering me and even coming back whenever we decided to put an end to things.”
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I scoffed. I itched to connect my palm with his cheeks or break another bottle
on his head and knock him unconscious.
“She pestered you? I know Grace more than you could ever do. Grace would nev-
er cling to you if you never gave her reason to. If you haven’t led her on to be- lieve that you were more than just casually having S*x then she would never have stayed this long.”
“I didn’t lead her on and even if I did,” he shrugged indifferently, “I didn’t mean
to.”
“You’ve just f**king ruined a woman, you know that? Your loser ass took advan- tage of the fact that she didn’t belong to any prominent family. You didn’t expect anyone to stand up to either of you and confront you, did you?” I smirked. “Let
alone her best friend!”
He finally seemed to realize the guilt of what he had done as his eyes swept to his feet and the drops of dried blood on the floor and he hung his head down.
I turned to Sandra who was still fuming. It wasn’t a surprise that she was friends with Bella. Birds of a feather. My eyes zeroed in on the n*ecklace around her n*eck. “You thief!” I gritted out and snatched the n*ecklace from her n*eck, “You beat up a woman and still have no shame in taking her belongings and wearing it as yours!”
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“Give it back,” she tried to reach for the n*ecklace in my grasp.
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I held it up and the emerald dangled before our faces, “I would give nothing.
back. This is Grace’s n*ecklace!”
“It’s mine!” Sandra screamed shamelessly.
“You don’t have enough to afford a piece of jewelry from Atelier studios so you
want to steal it. That’s your plan, isn’t it?”
Joel finally looked up, “Look, we’re not stealing anything. I’ll transfer the money for the n*ecklace to you. Consider it as me buying it from Grace, I’m sure she
wouldn’t mind.”
I sneered, the f**king audacity of this guy. “Stop acting like you know Grace,
you asshole! You don’t know her!”
“I do!” He screamed back then suddenly recouled and winced in pain. When he
spoke up again, his tone wasn’t that hard, “You don’t need to meddle in our af-
fairs, just give back the n*ecklace and follow your husband home.”
I scoffed. Wow. I took a threatening step toward the both of them and they
both cower back. So pathetic.
“If you ever even entertain the thought of getting close to Grace,” I seethed and
my hand gestured towards his head, “this,” I paused, holding his gaze as I let
my words sink in, “is just the tip of the iceberg of what I’d do to you. I won’t hesi-
tate to make every accidental encounter between us a living hell if Grace is ever hurt because of you again,” I declared and raised a threatening brow for empha- sis. “So you had better consider this a warning and stay in your own lane.”
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