Betrayed, Then Back For Blood

Chapter 33

Halle froze. Briar’s words struck her like a physical blow. She didn’t even dare to meet Briar’s eyes. After a long while, she stammered, “D- don’t worry, Briar. There won’t be a next time.”

Briar nodded. She gave Beatrice, who still looked utterly confused, one last glance before turning and heading upstairs.

As the start of term inched closer, the Jennings‘ sudden compliance threw Briar off. Whether her threats had worked or they were waiting to see her fail, their silence felt odd.

Shoneport University’s term began on August 25th. That morning, Beatrice was up early, dressed in a pristine white dress, her hair perfectly

styled.

As Briar came downstairs, Beatrice deliberately raised her voice. “Dad, Mom, I’m heading to campus for orientation!”

Watching Beatrice’s hyped–up stride, Briar arched an eyebrow, utterly baffled. She was left speechless for a while.

‘Is she nuts? Did she forget the party show? Thinks everyone’s forgotten? Fine–I’ll remind them,‘ she thought.

table, Briar scrolled through her phone between bites. Halle and

demeanor.

to school right in front of Briar, and she doesn’t react. Guess her shot at Shoneport

sense to them. Briar had spent the month either partying or gaming–they’d never seen her hustle for

The idea of her enrolling

are you heading out

looking up.

We haven’t gotten

looked at Halle. “Looking for

cut in, “She’s just worried, Briar. You haven’t done anything this month. What university would take you? Let me pull some strings and get you into a decent

forum and deleted her history. Ignoring his fake concern, she stuffed a forkful

mouth.

turned cold when Briar brushed them off. “Briar, everything I’m doing is

snapped, dropping her fork. “We barely have a father–daughter bond.