Chapter 92 Chapter 92

The cold porcelain met her forehead with a dull thud, and she let out a gasp of surprise.

"You bitch, what are you doing? Goddamn it, get off me!" Aria screeched, her voice muffled as she struggled against my grip.

Ignoring her protests, I reached for the faucet, turning it on.

Ice-cold water gushed out, splashing onto her hair and dripping down her face.

Aria's curses filled the small bathroom, though her words were garbled and frantic.

his." I said calmly, "is just a taste of what you used to do to me. Back in school, remember? You thought it was funny then. How does it feel now, Aria?"

She sputtered, trying to jerk her head free, but I held her firmly in place.

The water soaked through her perfectly styled hair, smudging her makeup and streaking her once-pristine appearance.

At first, she cursed and raged, but as the water continued to pour, her resistance weakened.

Her cursing turned to pleading.

"Please... stop..." she whimpered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the rushing water.

I leaned in closer, my voice low and dangerous.

"You brought this on yourself. You've spent your life tormenting others, thinking you're untouchable. But you're not. Not anymore."

For a moment, I considered leaving her like this, humiliated and soaked.

But then I released her, stepping back as she slumped against the sink, gasping for air.

She looked pathetic, her once-haughty demeanor shattered, and I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction.

I left the bathroom without another word, my heart pounding in my chest, but my mind clear.

had won this round,

sharp eyes immediately noticing the damp

concern as he approached

"What happened?"

smiled, shaking my head

taken care of.

a moment, and then a small smile tugged at

that I had handled the

a quiet pride in his eyes, a recognition of my strength that

Aria returned,

was smudged, her eyes wild with

at her, confused and concerned, but she ignored them, storming out of

filming schedule was forced to

didn't spare her a

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Chapter 92

the children,

prepared to leave, the dean and the children gathered around us,

little girls called out, clutching

down to her level, brushing a strand of hair behind her

I promise." I smiled

to the car, Leo's hand

tried to release his hand, but seeing the little girl's smiling gaze at us, I ended up

the connection between

a quiet understanding, a

between us.

get out of Leo's car, my cell phone rang with an

the screen

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