Bye-Bye Jerk, Hello Mr. Right by Rosie Steppe

Chapter 810

That slap wasn't just aimed at Wayne-it was Thorsten's way of smacking down the whole Johnston family.

Classic Thorsten move. No subtle shade, just a straight-up way of venting on his son's behalf.

"Kid," Thorsten sneered, taking a silk handkerchief from his assistant, "even when your dad was alive, he knew better than to cross me. And you? You're still too green to change the game. Wayne's lip was bleeding, but instead of blowing up, he plastered on this calm, submissive smile. Wiping the blood away, he said, "You're absolutely right. My mistake. I'll be more careful." Ugh. Watching Wayne grovel was awkward.

But I knew him too well-this wasn't submission. It was strategy. With Aaron already stirring the pot, Wayne wasn't about to pick another fight with Thorsten, not with everything riding on tomorrow. Thorsten wasn't here to mourn Matthew. He was here to send a message: 'stay in line.' And Wayne got it, loud and clear.

Tomorrow was supposed to be about peace, but now? It was shaping up to be a total disaster.

I glanced at Matthew's portrait. Did he ever think his death would come with this level of drama? Probably not. But hey, karma doesn't play favorites.

What goes around comes around. Justice might take its time, but it never skips a beat. Thorsten, satisfied with his little show of power flex, walked out without another word.

Wayne just stood there, staring at the door. The fury simmering behind his calm facade was almost tangible.

he didn't explode. Not yet. Patience, as he loved to say, was his

in every line of her face. She reached out, but

the first aid kit," Lindey

need,"

something else, but Wayne cut her off. "Don't bother

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Ouch. That hit hard.

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was the easiest target for all

didn't argue, though. Just stood there, her face a mix of sadness and helplessness. It

with his charm and sweet words, had always gotten more attention. Not intentionally, but enough to make Wayne feel like he didn't matter. And now,

could've turned out differently. If she'd prepared Wayne better before shipping him off abroad... But what-ifs

returned with the kit, but Wayne didn't even glance her way.

Lena muttered under

said, figuring Aaron