Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 50: Ash Wanted To Handle Things Differently

"Why do you ask?" I inquired, trying to stay polite.

She rolled her eyes and crossed her arms in front of her chest, glaring at me with an annoyed expression.

"Can't even pay a debt, yet when something happens, I'm the one the police chase and interrogate? What kind of stupidity is that, right?"

Her words made my eyes widen. Does this mean she's the wealthy woman my neighbors said came to our house? How does she have the nerve to show up here? "Poor people really have no shame," she added, making me lose all my patience.

She's someone who seems to have nothing better to do than belittle other people's lives.

"Don't you think I should be the one saying that to you?" I said, mimicking her tone. "You've got some nerve showing up here. Don't you see what you did to my mom?"

I dropped all my politeness. She doesn't deserve them-talking to her felt like speaking to a demon.

"Your mother is just pretending so she doesn't have to pay." She pushed me aside to peek into my mom's room. "Does she think she can escape her debt to me by pretending to be bedridden? Even in the afterlife, I'll make sure she pays." "She's not pretending. She's in critical condition because of you, whoever you are," I firmly told her, my fists tightening as I tried to keep control.

I was clenching them as if that was the only way I could hold onto the last bit of patience I had.

"Are you so sure about that? Then, let's see."

She grabbed the doorknob and was about to open the door to my mom's room, but I quickly grabbed her hand, my nails digging into her skin. My nails were long enough that if she didn't stop, I wouldn't hesitate to hurt her further.

"What? I thought you were confident?" she sneered at me, yanking her arm free from my grip.

It seemed like I had hurt her, as she winced, and I felt a small sense of satisfaction. It was oddly pleasing to upset people like her.

eyes," I said, staring her down. "You're not even pretty, and on top of that, you have an ugly personality. Your life must be so

and then I felt

my lower lip as I turned to face her. I sighed in disgust, rubbing my cheek slightly. What is it with

about my mom. I didn't even know what

slapped her. Not once,

me to the police station

for harassment when she came to the hospital to cause trouble. I rolled my eyes as I watched her put on a dramatic show in front

legs and arms. I was getting impatient and wanted to leave, but they were taking

to the hospital

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I hadn't asked for his help, and even

me. His gaze grew even darker when he saw my tired eyes and

saw him clench his fists slightly before glaring at the

to jail, I think you should go first," he said with authority, placing both hands on the table, intimidating everyone in the police station just

as I stared at Ash. I couldn't figure out what was going

police officers at the station stopped typing on

more focused on his looks than on his reason

who are you?" the

me again. "And once you do

at me afterward, and I saw

you alright, baby?" he added, moving my face as if checking for any other

immediately pushed his hand away, making him grin.