Love Game With The Rebel Billionaire

Chapter 91: Train Me To Be Like You (End of Book 1)

They planned this.. Ash didn't even hide it from me.

But for him to kill me like this was more painful than watching my mother die in front of me.

"Everyone, prepare for a 12-hour surgery," I heard someone say.

When I looked, I realized it was a doctor, and we were now in a room.

An operating room.

It felt like the world was spinning as they pushed me on a stretcher, surrounded by nurses.

Memories began to flash in my mind. From my childhood to college, from all my efforts to finish my studies to this moment where I had to fight for my life. It was like the final seven-minute flashback before death.

"I don't... want to die," I whispered before feeling a needle prick my skin.

Moments later, darkness engulfed me.

But before I lost consciousness, I made a promise to myself that I'll hold on to it for the rest of my life.

Everyone will pay for the pain they caused me, and I'll make Ash regret he didn't succeed in killing me.

A YEAR has passed, and I finally have my degree. My valedictorian speech preparations were wasted because I couldn't give it live at the graduation ceremony.

I wasn't able to attend, as I'd been labeled a missing person, but I'm grateful that Mason used his connections so I could still get my diploma and other necessary documents.

I'll disappear for a while. When the time is right, I'll reintroduce myself to the world.

me dead or create a new identity. I'm fine living as a missing person. The Coleman family

to Evangeline, who was currently in my room. She wore a black dress with knives strapped to her legs. "You're

the strength to go back. Seeing our house would kill me inside, so I've been staying at Evangeline's place temporarily while I search

have a mission, as a Varlett, of course," she answered, taking a black lipstick from the

drill. Press the red button if you need something," she added, pointing to the custom button by my

hasn't healed that much. I know I have great

move, but only slightly. The past lingers in my memory

know how to

be consumed by despair when I'm the only one who can lift myself up? A

rested and wallowed in self-pity because of everything that happened, and nothing I do can change any of

fucking use that pain to rise

that if I'm not here, but since I am, what is it? You

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right. I

smirked before speaking, "I need you to set up a meeting with

an eyebrow, looking at me. "Did I

me, Evangeline. I

permission. I just rolled my eyes

I couldn't blame him because he still doesn't

happened

I think you'd come here to

legs crossed as he slowly spun his chair. His arms were folded as he watched my every move, seemingly waiting for me for a

tremble at the sight of him, remembering the suffering I endured at

I feel nothing. I'm numb to pain. When everything

I loved were taken from me, and honestly, I still don't know

man I hated the