Girl Get Rid Of That Jerk by Melissa Johns

Chapter 495

Tessa flashed a mischievous grin. "So, who's the Queen of Hearts?"

Joshua's face was stone cold.

Carolyn pressed her lips together and quietly showed her cards.

The room got even quieter, like everyone was holding their breath.

Joshua shot Carolyn a frosty glare, his mood getting darker by the second. Nobody dared say a word-they could all feel the tension radiating off him. Suddenly, Allison let out a cold little laugh.

She glanced at Tessa, her eyes sharp as glass. "You really know how to pick your people, don't you, Miss Summers?"

Tessa made a silly face, her smile not budging as she met Allison's glare. "Hey, just lucky, I guess."

Carolyn looked at Allison, awkward and apologetic. "Allie, I'm sorry. My friend didn't know you two were back together. Let me apologize for her."

Allison didn't bother hiding her annoyance. "I don't see Miss Summers feeling the least bit sorry."

Tessa jumped in, "Luna, why are you apologizing to her? We didn't do anything wrong. It's just a game, right? If everyone else can handle it, why can't she?"

Carolyn's smile dropped; embarrassment flashed across her face.

enough, Tessa. Just stop talking." Carolyn's

like that, Tessa's playful

out here! Everyone knows you've

your help! Can you just stop

bitter laugh. "Come on, are you

blazed. Having her feelings exposed

Of

she couldn't say

Joshua would never

thing she wanted was Allison

You guys keep playing." Carolyn

can't stand it when you act all fake-getting all buddy-buddy with your rival? Don't you think it's pathetic?" Tessa complained as

the way to

to let it go. "Yeah, yeah, you're Miss Morality. But if you really didn't care about Joshua, why'd you invite his girlfriend to bring him

stopped dead in

got it wrong. I'm not hiding anything shameful. Yeah, I like Joshua. But I'm not going to chase after someone else's boyfriend asked Allison to bring him sol could finally let go of

steady, every word honest. "Starting today, I'm done. I don't

anymore. I'm