Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 29: Need A Ride?

"No. He's my best friend, but I don't tolerate his behavior," Mason answered without hesitation. "And besides, he'll recover. You didn't completely cripple his arm, though I'm sure he'll be writhing in pain for a few days because of it." I chuckled at what he said, but then I remembered something I needed to deal with.

"Calling the attention of Sapphire Jade Miller. Please proceed to the guidance office," I heard an announcement coming from the speaker.

This is it. The doomsday.

We left the bathroom afterward, but I was shocked, seeing Evangeline waiting for us.

"I can handle this, Mason. You have an exam. I'll take care of this," Evangeline said, looking me in the eye.

"Alright." Mason nodded and left, leaving me and Evangeline alone.

". My gosh, Sapphire. You look like a mess." She shook her head before tossing me a handkerchief. "Fix your damn self before we go there."

I smiled. Mason was right. She's proud of what I did, and I could feel it.

After she dropped me off, she left immediately because she was busy with the freshmen week preparations happening next week.

I was now in front of the counselor, who gave me a look in disbelief.

"I'M SO disappointed, Miss Miller," the counselor said, shaking her head. "It was clearly stated here. Never hurt your co-students," she added, her tone low and authoritative as she pointed at the handbook.

I lowered my head and bit my lower lip, trying to maintain my composure. My pride was all I had left, and I didn't want them to take that away from me too.

The news spread like wildfire. To make matters worse, the video of Haze writhing in pain while I stood there smirking like a demon had already been posted on the university's unofficial page.

I successfully dislocated his shoulder, but it ruined my life afterward.

hasn't even taken any action against me yet, but my life was already

for years," said the counselor, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Your life's already ahead of you. You just need to endure a little longer, and you'll reach your dreams. Why did you

like they

did was wrong. I lost control of my

they're going to

already called your mother. She's on her way here now,"

afterward. "She's a busy

earful after this. We haven't even talked since our argument, so why did they have to call my mom when I'm here and ready to

"Good morning," mom greeted.

at me,

to greet my mom in

me because I'm the one who made

here? She looked stressed, and I felt

if you follow instructions," my mom said, leaving me

over outside the room and stood in

Their conversation didn't last long, but I could see the shock and sadness in my

there, but I

conversation ended, the counselor quickly excused herself, and I went

to you, Mom?" I asked because she hadn't spoken since their discussion. I was dying of curiosity. "Did she

if she was about to slap me

change even if I slap you multiple times. You'll never learn," she said, lowering her hand. "I thought I raised you well, but you

the disappointment in her voice. It was breaking my heart. Even here, she wasn't on my side. I knew I was wrong, but did she really need to

that it's okay to be constantly judged by others because we're poor? In accepting all the hurtful words they throw at me?" "Yes!" she

"But he started it-"

anything will change if you say he provoked you