Dumping My Fiancé For His Uncle By Danielle Sayers

Chapter 4

Thea just looked at Nicolas, noticing his eyes were kinda spaced out. "You-" Nicolas tried to say but got cut off by a knock at the door.

Then came Madelyn's voice, sounding all frustrated. "Uncle Nicolas, are you okay? I messed up with what I did before, and I wanna say sorry face to face."

It might've been Thea's imagination, but it seemed like Nicolas got even more ticked off the moment he heard "Uncle Nicolas." His eyes went ice cold.

"Mr. Hendrix, chill here. I'll handle this," said Thea, taking the chance to stand up.

Opening the door, she saw Madelyn looking all teary but trying to keep a brave face.

Thea couldn't help but smirk. "Still got some nerve, huh? I wonder how you've got the guts to worm your way into the Hendrix family. Doesn't it feel weird calling Mr. Hendrix 'Uncle Nicolas'?"

Madelyn's response was to bite her lower lip, looking defiant yet somehow innocent. "I get it, you think low of where I come from. But aren't we all supposed to be equal? There's no high and low in people, right?"

Thea chuckled at that, stepping aside to let her in. "Wanna bet you'll be shown the door by security? Go on in if you're feeling lucky."

With that, Thea turned and strolled off. Madelyn clenched her teeth and followed up before grabbing Thea's wrist.

The soft, vulnerable look she usually had around others was gone, replaced by a steely determination in the dim corridor light.

"You've really changed a ton since you hit sixteen. That whole mess really got to you, huh?" Madelyn challenged, locking eyes with Thea. "We need to have a chat. Just us."

that incident. Despite her reservations, she agreed, "Okay, follow me." She

dove straight in. "If you want to keep your secrets safe, you need to leave Jake. He's been over you for ages. Can't you

out, let me be clear. I'm calling off my engagement with Jake. But it's my call. I don't want him anymore. If

twisted with a mix of anger and envy, a clear sign

wafted through the air. Thea barely had a moment to think that something was off before it was

doing this crazy dance, and Madelyn morphed into a dark, ominous blur. Thea tried to stand and bail, but her body was weak, and she just crashed, out

roughly dragged off

didn't think you'd stoop so low as

was still weak on all fours. She sat up, propped on

met Jake's gaze, which was cold and filled

head was spinning, and her heart was suddenly pounding as she

out and gripped her chin tightly, his tone indignant and icy. "What's going on? Hadn't you plotted all this? If I hadn't been there in time, Madelyn would

knew you were up to something when the champagne tower collapsed,

completely clued Thea into what was going on. She spotted Madelyn, all messed up

time guessing if Madelyn was faking it. Her mind was

"Are you out of your mind? Why would you

her, "You don't know why you passed out? Wasn't it just a slick move to throw us off your scent? We're in your room. Who else would be behind

with tears she fought to keep at bay. "Jake, let's not jump to conclusions. It might not be Miss Rowland's fault. She was knocked out at the same time I was. Guess my bad luck just made me a magnet for those thugs." Jake was getting

her to breathe. She never imagined a day

was a time when he would shield her from any criticism or hostility, no matter what. But now,

at Jake with a cold, detached gaze, feeling like he was a complete stranger. "Why would I even bother playing